
On Lifting More
Being capable of carrying more doesn’t always mean you should. Sometimes strength is knowing what belongs on the bar—and what doesn’t.
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Being capable of carrying more doesn’t always mean you should. Sometimes strength is knowing what belongs on the bar—and what doesn’t.

Three Mancuso men, one giant swing, and a 1,000-foot gorge. Some memories are made by doing something incredibly stupid together.

A day off, a dream of writing full-time, and this week’s collection of regret, responsibility, fiction, and look back at an old view of life on the outside.

Pulled from the chaos by Mr. Haldrin, Jimmy finally gets some answers. Unfortunately, one answer raises a far more troubling question.

Responsibility is a virtue—until “I can” becomes “I should.” On carrying too much, fearing risk, and remembering what comes first.

Of all the history packed into Prague’s Old Town Square, I came home remembering one small moment I’d spend the next 18 years regretting.

This week: Czech clowns, virtues gone mad, and a peaceful evening with The Vigilant. What could possibly go wrong?

Jimmy accepts a dinner invitation with Paul and his family, but an ordinary evening begins raising extraordinary questions.

Duty. Success. Independence. Compassion. Justice. Every generation crowns a different virtue. Only one belongs on the throne.

A return mission trip to the Czech Republic turned into clown makeup, a behind-the-scenes prank, and one of my favorite souvenirs from overseas.