Our world looked one way last Monday, and today many of us have come to the realization that our reality looks very different. In my line of work, the death of Charlie Kirk had not been officially announced yet, and I was getting texts and calls about what comes...

Thirteen years ago, at an elegant hotel in Coronado, California, Ana Tigre gracefully strode into the resort lobby wearing a stunning red wedding dress. We walked hand in hand outdoors where a grand white gazebo awaited, and but a few very meaningful moments later, she was my wife. A...

Last night Kwamane and I stayed up late talking about something that was troubling him. We talked about what it means to be a man, what it means to be a father, and why we must learn these things as boys so we can have direction and a path...

I made the decision that we would spent our Labor Day weekend doing things together as a family and most importantly, there would be no TV.  So we cleaned house together, cooked together, ate and cleaned up after together. We went to church together, ran errands together, played and...

I carry a gun for a living, and I instruct others who carry a gun for a living. I clean my guns at home, do dry-fire training at home, pack my guns for the range at home, and put on my gun for work at home. My kids are...

The only reason we have four kids is that we can’t responsibly seat any more than that in our minivan. If we owned a school bus, I am confident we would have filled it long ago with precious little souls to raise, care for, and love. Ana and I...

This show is about men. Men that provide for their families, men that protect others, men that step up and take on the jobs that require far more than showing up and punching the clock. Guys that push themselves well beyond their limits because the situation requires it. Shawn...

Bryan Thomas was a statistic, and then God performed a miracle. He was raised in a violent and dysfunctional home where alcohol and drug use began early and was a family affair. It started when he was a little boy and by the age of 16 he was a...

Abagail showed up in my office about a month ago. She was leisurely stretched out along the top side of my podcast microphone. She appeared boldly unconcerned with my presence and didn’t even flinch as I came to investigate. She was molting, as lizards are given to do, with...

Sixty years ago when I was a little boy, my grandparents grew most of their food in the garden on their farm. Manure was the fertilizer, and they couldn’t afford pesticides and herbicides, but they had old-fashioned ways of keeping the bugs away. And there were enough kids and...