The e-mails kept coming. More often. Longer. Before logging into my Gmail account every morning, I played a little game in my head. No messages today meant there was hope they’d change their mind. Unread e-mail sitting in my inbox indicated a chance to explain myself. Make them see the good in my intentions. . The...

[Editor's Note: As we were ramping up to launch Burnside, Donald Miller suggested we syndicate any of his blog posts we deemed appropriate.  In all likelihood, our readership is already familiar with Don's blog, but how could we pass up that opportunity?  Plus, now you can read his posts without the...