I have a question to kick things off. How many of you are already thinking about what you want

to do different to make next year better than this year? Show hands? How many of you? Okay, pretty

much all of us. For me, I've got like one very clear and specific goal. And when I tell you

what this goal is, I already know that you're going to judge me.

But when you do, not if, when you do, that's okay, because God loves me, my wife loves me,

my mom is here and she loves me.

This is the goal, to beat up my little brother.

Now I know, you're thinking, wow, that is weirdly specific

and not very Christian. I told you you would judge me. But listen, listen, let me explain. This is

the context for this goal. I come from a family of fighters. So my dad, he was a fifth-degree black

belt in taekwondo, a brown belt in judah, a blue belt in

jujitsu, and a stud of a wrestler in high school. I started training back when I was going into

my freshman year of high school, and my little brother started when he was even younger than that.

And so for my entire life, I have whooped on my little brother. But in the last few years, some things have changed.

In the last few years, my little brother has transformed from a boy into a beast of a man.

He is a freak of nature. He's currently in the army training for special forces.

That means that every

day, all day, he eats, he breathes, and he sleeps, becoming the baddest human on the

planet. And in the last few years, I turned 30, we had our second kid, I had a whole bunch

of other life responsibilities fall on my plate.

And so now, last couple times we've scuffled, he has come out on top.

But I'm telling you, ladies and gentlemen, there is a chance that if the same spirit that raised Jesus from the dead is living inside of me, there is a chance that just one more time I can beat my little brother in a fight. Very small chance. But for me,

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