Two Bunk John got off the map. He wasn’t limited by the contours of convention any longer. Instead, he leaked what he loved. He was leaking Jesus. And pretty soon the puddle he made swallowed us all by the lake it formed. That’s the way the chemistry of God’s love and our creativity work together when combined. No reservoir can hold it, no

When you read the Bible, the people who loved Jesus and followed Him were the ones like me who don’t get invited places. Yet Jesus told His friends they were invited anyway. In fact, He told them that the religious people weren’t the ones who decided who got into heaven and who didn’t. He said the people who followed Him should think of themselves

character and my particular hardwiring and extrapolate from there.

one of those secretly incredible guys who doesn’t measure his value by what he has but by what he’d be willing to give up.

What I’ve learned the more time I’ve spent following Jesus is that God delights in answering our impossible prayers. The kind of prayers made in a dark cell by someone holding unwashed hands. Prayers asking for the things we couldn’t possibly think could happen for us or someone else. Ones we might even feel a little bad saying, as if it’s just

At our Bible doing, we read what God has to say and then focus all of our attention on what we are going to do about it. Just agreeing isn’t enough. I can’t think of a single time where Jesus asked His friends to just agree with Him.

We weren’t thinking at that time about where the chain reaction would stop, and we’re still not thinking about it. I’d like to think it’s because we didn’t have a plan. We had a big idea instead. You see, the problem with my plans is that they usually work. And if they don’t seem to be working, I force them to work and I get the small results I

That’s one of the things about love. It doesn’t recognize boundaries and never obeys the rules we try to give it. It seemed that no one had told Two Bunk or the teachers that they couldn’t change the trajectory of the kids’ educational futures, and no one apparently told these kids that they all weren’t supposed to pass the national exam.

The truth is, the task would probably be even nobler if we didn’t talk about it and just did it instead. It’s not about being secretive or mysterious or exclusive. It’s about doing capers without any capes.