Just a couple quick housekeeping notes to finally put a bow on the first ever TMWC. Thanks again to all the guys who participated!
Category: The Contest
Fear(s)
by JEFF LAWRENCE This. Opening up and sharing. I’m not good at it. I can count on zero fingers the number of people I’ve shared with what I’m about to type. But I have a lot to say, so bear with me. I’ve never been good at making deep connections, not easily anyway. And …
Greatest Fear
“I know your deeds, they are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are luke-warm – neither hot nor cold – I am about to spit you out of my mouth. You say, ‘I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.’ …
TheMuggo Writing Contest: Final Results and Standings
Thanks to all the guys for participating in the first ever TheMuggo Writing Contest! As a reminder, here are the stakes: The winner will receive: The pomp and circumstance of winning the first ever Muggo Writing Contest (priceless) A semi-handmade trophy that will be revealed shortly A $250 donation to the charity of the winner's …
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Enough Is Enough
I had intended to write about snakes. However, the guys started sending me their My Greatest Fear stories and my plan started to waver. If they're going to going to write about things like impostor syndrome, questioning their faith, fear over losing a child, and dealing with terminal illness, can I get away with writing about …
When It Rains, It Pours
By John Knowles “My wife is having surgery on Friday, we need to wait a few weeks. I’m the only one that can take care of our son while she recovers”, I told the doctor. I was still lying on the table, where the he had just completed a heart catheterization. The doctor patted me …
What If I’m Wrong?
by Luke Wessler I never would have made it up the mountain. Lucky for me, God never asked me to be the father of a great nation. Lucky for me, Abraham was asked to sacrifice Isaac and trust that God knew what He was doing; I was not asked to sacrifice my Michael. Let me …
Am I Still That Man?
It was early evening. It was dark. I was sitting in my car at the grocery store quietly coming apart. I finally found out what rock bottom was like. It means that everything that you hold dear is about to go away. Your reputation, your family, your career, all gone. It’s when you have to …
Just a Hearer
When asked to share my greatest fear I didn’t realize how intense the mental game associated with preparing this would be. Thoughts of "What will people think", "What will they say", "What is he talking about" have been racing through my mind all weekend. I also initially couldn't think of one. I mean public speaking …
“Will It Help?”
My greatest fear is that my failures as a father and as a man will damage my son, and maybe even drive him to hurt himself some day. I will start with admitting that I have intentionally never read or listened to Liverpool’s or Chinese Downhill’s testimony about losing a child to suicide. It is …
