Get Up and Walk · Week 3 · Saturday Recap Get Mark I have spent this week sitting with John Mark. The young man who quit his first mission. The young man who caused the fight that split the most…
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The Chair Pulled Up
Get Up and Walk · Week 3 · Friday The Chair Pulled Up He burned a bridge with his small group two years ago. It was not one big thing. It was a series of small things over a hard…
Feed My Sheep
Get Up and Walk · Week 3 · Thursday Feed My Sheep He stopped praying about seven years ago. It was not a dramatic break. Nothing happened to him to make him angry at God. He did not have a…
The Cousin Who Vouched
Get Up and Walk · Week 3 · Wednesday The Cousin Who Vouched He fumbled a major presentation a year ago. In front of leadership. The kind of meeting that decides which projects get funded for the next year. He…
Two Pairs of Gloves
Get Up and Walk · Week 3 · Tuesday Two Pairs of Gloves His fifteen-year-old got caught last week. Not something small. Not a misunderstanding at school that resolves with a phone call to a teacher. Something serious enough that…
Sent a Second Time
Get Up and Walk · Week 3 · Monday Sent a Second Time He walked out emotionally during a hard season three years ago. He did not have an affair. He did not yell. He just was not there. His…
Meet John Mark
Get Up and Walk · Week 3 · Sunday Meet John Mark Most of us know the names. Peter. Paul. Barnabas. The names you would put on a Christian hall of fame. You probably do not know John Mark. He…
Bound in the Right Hand
Get Up and Walk · Week 2 · Saturday Recap Bound in the Right Hand I have spent this week sitting with Ehud. The second judge of Israel. A left-handed man from a tribe whose name means “son of the…
First Light On
Get Up and Walk · Week 2 · Friday First Light On He has wanted to do this for two years. A Tuesday-night men’s group in his garage. Coffee. A few chairs. An open Bible. Real conversation between men who…
Yes, Me Too
Get Up and Walk · Week 2 · Thursday Yes, Me Too He has hidden it from his sons for twenty years. The anxiety. The bad nights. The way his chest still tightens in certain meetings, certain phone calls, certain…