September 4, 2026 The Mustard Seed at the Brook Besor This morning at the prayer breakfast at The Brook Besor in Pell City, a man with Church of the Highlands disaster relief asked a question that stopped me cold: after the corporate years are over, what are we going to do? Do we retire, go home, and slowly fade away, or do we take whatever God has left in our hands and grow the mustard seed for the Kingdom? I have been thinking about that question ever since. The Brook Besor takes its name...

August 31, 2026 I wasn’t at Bio-Rad long enough to know where to order the paperclips. Ninety days was about all it took for me to realize that sometimes the most important things a man learns in a job are the very things that will never appear on his resume. I came from red dirt in Northeast Alabama, right up against the Georgia line, where the Coosa River bends around the land near Cedar Bend Road and the foothills of the Appalachians begin to rise. My father raised about a hundred and...

Independence Day 2026: One Yard at a Time As Americans gather across our great nation this Fourth of July, we celebrate far more than fireworks, parades, and family traditions. We celebrate the enduring spirit of freedom, the courage of those who secured it, and the responsibility each generation carries to preserve it. Two hundred and fifty years ago, brave men pledged their lives, fortunes, and sacred honor to a bold idea—that liberty was worth fighting for and that a free people could...