The ministry of Jesus wasn’t designed to grow by addition.  His investment in a small select group set the stage for the advance of the Gospel through the power of Kingdom multiplication, and exponential influence.

My friend Bil Cornelius and his team at Bay Area Fellowship are introducing an exclusive mentorship experience called Expo Coaching modeled after the ministry of Jesus, and focused on taking your leadership to the next level.

I wanted to let you know about the opportunity because I believe in Pastor Bil and deeply respect his ministry.  He has a rare combination of business acumen and spiritual acuity that make him a leader worth following.

The deadline is quickly approaching, and the spots are very limited.
Click here for registration info.  Mention code: IS4364CAJESWE345908FWFN when you register.  It’s unlikely to get you a discount, because I just made it up.  But it would be pretty funny to see how the folks in the registration department responded when you rattle that baby off.

This Thanksgiving we loaded up the SUV and made the 4 hour trip to my hometown: Moncks Corner, South Carolina.  It’s a great place to be from.  I’m proud of my roots.

Located 30 miles north of Charleston, South Carolina, Moncks Corner is a bustling metropolis which has quickly become the cultural hub of the Southeastern United States of America.  And by that I mean they got a Super Wal-Mart a few years ago.  Big time.

Every time we cross into the town where I grew up I’m flooded with vivid memories about my childhood and adolescence.  They’re almost all good.  I had great parents, good friends, and relatively few heartbreaks during my 18 years in this town of 6,000 people.  (Actually, I think the population is significantly higher these days.  6,000 was the number when I left for college.)

For some reason, on this trip to Moncks Corner, I started thinking about some of the lessons I learned growing up in a small town.  Over the next few days, I’ll blog a few random things I appreciate about my small town upbringing.

I’m no John Grisham, so don’t expect a picturesque description of my back porch or a detailed account of my early morning quail hunts.  Primarily because I’ve never gone hunting.  Instead, I just want to share a reflection or two on how growing up in Moncks Corner shaped my character and approach to life in a positive way.

Disclaimer: Big cities are great too.  If you were born and raised in Boston, more power to ya.  I’m just sharing from my experience.  Hopefully my musings will relate to you in some way.

Keep your own “Secret Playbook”

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The “One Thing” Principle

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