Well, I got word this week that my first video of significant length landed on the desk of the founder of Adventures in Missions. And he liked it.

Who annoys you more than anyone else? What do they do that annoys you?

Following closely on the heels of the question of how to pray, people often ask me where faith comes from, and where they can get more of it.

When someone e-mails you or a group of people asking you to pray for still another person, just do what the person asks and don't start rumormongering, OK?

I guess this is as good of a time as any to write my spiritual autobiography. It's not as long of a story as some--years of apathy have ways of shortening stories.

I've been thinking about my mission trip again. I guess that shouldn't surprise anyone, since I spent six hours yesterday poring over videotape we shot while we were down there. And yeah, I still think it was the best week of my life. But I'm a little disappointed in the leadership.

A group of us was prayer walking--walking the streets, talking to people as we see them and offering to pray for them, and praying for situations as we saw them--when we came upon a church.

I've had a number of conversations the past couple of weeks, and the most common theme, by far, has been prayer. Not so much "will you pray for me?" or "should I pray for you," but more asking how to pray.

Our first adventure in Belle Glade happened before we could even see the town. To get our attention, God used one of the most powerful forces in the known universe: a dozen bored teenage boys seeking amusement.

I spent the past week in Belle Glade, Fla., which is a farming city near Lake Okeechobee, and a curious mix of extremes--I've never seen such wealth and such poverty in such close proximity.