If the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet,
so that the people are not warned,
and the sword comes, and takes any one of them;
that man is taken away in his iniquity,
but his blood I will require at the watchman’s hand.
AT a conference I spoke at recently, someone said to me, “I didn’t know you were so funny. I thought you would be kind of a somber and serious person.” I share this little anecdote with you because I think it might be helpful to some readers to know that I am not some dark figure crouched over a computer screen, looking for the worst in humanity as I weave together conspiracies of dread and doom. I’m a father of eight children and a grandfather of three (with one on the way). I think about fishing and football, camping and giving concerts. Our home is a temple of laughter. We love to suck the marrow of life from the present moment.Continue reading