Economy of words, pacing, playfulness and humor are key.
I’m a crappy Christian. Not only that, but the life of faith often does not feel good. Or fulfilling. I don’t know, maybe I’m doing it wrong.
When I was about seven or eight years old, me and a buddy peed in a neighbor kid’s bike helmet when he wasn’t looking.
You know you should be happy around Christmas, but some years, you end up feeling a little letdown.
Imagine a dirty, dank, stinky barn full of animal manure. Now close your eyes and take a deep breath in through your nose.
Whether you dispense financial advice at the water cooler, or talk a friend through a crisis, we are all counseling, all the time.