His wardrobe was a throwback to yesteryear. He looked like someone who just crawled out of the desert. Come to think of it, he actually had. He had on an outfit made of camel hair with a belt around his waist. And the things he said - he wasn’t about being politically correct.

  For eight years, I hated January. It wasn’t because of the cold, snow, or ice that would invariably coat the mountains of north central Pennsylvania. It wasn’t because the holidays were over and my pants were tight because of my overindulgence. I hated January...

Ever since I was four years old, I sensed the call to be a pastor. I have had people tell me, “Tom, you were born to be a pastor.” I feel very blessed to feel such a calling at such an early age. However, as I grew up, I had my own thoughts as to what this calling would look like, and the pieces seem to come together until my senior year in college.

   I can’t tell you have many times I have heard people say, “Wow, look at that person; they are so driven.”  Society has come to think that being driven is a good thing. Those who are driven get all kinds of things accomplished, turn around companies and organizations, and achieve much success. On the surface, it seems like someone who is driven is someone to be emulated. However...