The Answer to My Own Prayers

What would it look like for my distant tribe to be gathered together? Didn’t God long to change our shame into praise and renown? “Gather us,” I prayed. I prayed that my scattered and lost tribe would be drawn together, our fortunes restored before our eyes. It was a prayer for my own benefit, but also for all of us.

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When Hope Feels Frail

In this episode of Manly Monday, Tom talks about the first of our five YOB values — hope. Though hope often feels frail, even a little bit of hope is just as potent and powerful as a lot. Watch the video for more on our first value, including why Tom likes to write this word on himself.

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