Now they're talking about throwing old tires down a pipe. That's the latest idea for trying to contain that massive oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. I've got a few tires they could use.

The authorities are literally scrambling for ways to keep that gunk from destroying wildlife, wiping out fishing industries, polluting beaches and sinking tourism. Potential damage to the environment of this magnitude is no laughing matter. It's cause to mount an all-out, even desperate attempt to stop it. I've turned on the news to find them deploying booms and nets to hold back the oil...setting the water on fire to burn up the oil...lowering a huge dome to contain and siphon off the oil. Oh yeah, and the tires.

We went to an IMAX theater over the weekend, and I was blown away - three IMAX-enhanced movies about the wonder of the world we live in.

First, we spent 45 minutes in the high and mighty majesty of the Alps. Mountain peaks that defy human conquest. Amazing stuff!

The tornado sirens went off near our daughter's house a few nights ago. She knew what to do. She and our son-in-law quickly herded their three children into the basement until the danger passed.

Unfortunately, Nikki Carpenter lived outside of town where she couldn't hear the tornado sirens. She and her three young sons had no time to prepare, and there was no basement in the trailer where they lived. For me, Nikki's story seems especially moving on this Mother's Day weekend.

Millions of kids came home from church yesterday with palms in their hands. It was Palm Sunday, of course. Not many came home - or will come home - with crosses in their hands.

I woke up this Palm Sunday thinking of all those people in Jerusalem, having a big Jesus party, palms and all. The question is, where were they five days later?

The auditor just left - and our administrative team is high-fivin'. Partly because we again had the kind of clean audit our ministry's been blessed with year after year, and partly just because it's over! They worked hard to be ready for all the things the auditor wanted to check out.

In the business world - and sometimes even in the Christian world - audits aren't always happy. Auditors can find things that get you in trouble with your boss, with the government - even with the law. Audits uncover hidden secrets.

Like a lot of people, I’m tired of hearing about the secret sins of yet another public figure who’s violated his marriage vows for sex with someone else. The husband of an Oscar-winning actress, a former Presidential candidate, an iconic sports figure, a “family values” governor – sadly, the list is long.

I saw my friend Mike at a conference recently. Mike's a dear Christian brother who's had a long and successful career on Wall Street. But these past months have felt like a Category 5 hurricane in his life and his business.

When I asked Mike how all the turbulence and uncertainty were affecting him, he responded with an answer I've been chewing on ever since. "It's exposed my idols."

Our Canadian neighbors to the north had a bad day - Team Canada lost to Team USA in their national sport of hockey. Then Canada had a good day. Their ice dancing team edged out the American and Russian teams to win the gold medal.

The Canadian couple who won were absolutely glowing up there on the podium as they proudly raised their gold medals and joined the crowd in an impassioned singing of "O Canada!" They mirrored the explosive joy of many other athletes who have won that coveted gold medal.

With the Winter Olympics on center stage this week, there's a persistent memory that keeps flashing back in my brain. I'm not sure which looms larger to me - the Olympic memory or the lesson I learned from it.

It was February, and I was speaking at a conference in Holland. The Winter Olympics were going on in Europe that year, but they just weren't on my radar. Until the afternoon I had the TV on in my room while I was getting dressed for the next meeting. The commentary was all in Dutch - which was all Greek to me. Until the announcer spoke a name I knew.

They came from 80-plus nations, hoping for Olympic glory. The athletes of the Winter Olympics descended on Vancouver with lots of hype and lots of hope. Yes, there were clouds in the Vancouver sky, but that didn't dim their flame.

But then came the big cloud that has hung over the Olympics since before the opening ceremonies. The sudden and violent death of one of their fellow Olympians. If you've watched the Olympics much, you've seen repeated replays of the fatal, high-speed accident that ended the life of a young Georgian luge racer in a moment. Even the high-flying celebration and pageantry of the opening ceremonies came to a jarring halt when the stadium went quiet for a moment of silence in his honor. You could see the deep emotion on the faces of some of the world's best athletes as the glory was, in that moment, overtaken by grief.