Balance
By Greg Primm I was 21 years old on my final interview with one of the largest accounting firms in the country.  It was a top job for someone coming out of my school’s accounting program.  After lunch with a group of young staff members who were just a year or two out of school themselves, I sat down to interview with a manager.  His name was Mike, another small town guy like me.  He was in his mid 30’s, married, with a couple of young children. After exchanging pleasantries, he asked me

Still Mad as Hell
by The Howitzer I’m not ready to make nice/I’m not ready to back down/I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round/It’s too late to make it right/I probably wouldn’t if I could/’Cause I’m mad as hell/Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should- Dixie Chicks This morning, I ran across a verse in the Bible that got me hopping mad (again). The content of the passage is about laying

Ego: It’s Not Worth It!
By Trey Smith If there is one thing I know about us “guys” it’s that we are guided by ego more than we like to admit and probably more than we are even aware of. As I ponder that statement it strikes me as somewhat peculiar because for those of us who have even a novice understanding of scripture know that ego was at the heart of the original sin of Adam and Eve. Nevertheless I am convinced that we are somewhat blind to our consistent egotistical behavior. One of the most

Hoping for Something Better
By The Howitzer Things are going to get better, aren’t they? My finances are going to stabilize, right? My job is going to become more satisfying? My kids are going to stay out of trouble and reach their potential? My wife is going continue to love me, right? The politicians are finally going to get it right and soon we will all experience world peace? A chicken in every pot and every child will live out the American Dream even if they were

Are You Breaking a Sweat Against Sin?
by The Howitzer One of the most grueling races that I have ever participated in was the 400-meter. Back in the day it was called the 440-yard dash, which made it sound even longer. In my prime, I ran a respectable quarter and hated every minute of it. Actually, every 54.5 seconds of it. Once around the track as fast as your little legs can take you. This race is meant to break you. The first 100m are pretty much an explosion of spe