To be quite honest, a part of me feels like I’m selling out the brotherhood by sharing this post. Even though I have a track record that’s fair and balanced, I still don’t know about this … I feel like I’m crossing the line here. Be that as it may, I’ve decided to throw a bone to the ladies by sharing this important piece of information.

I can’t lie … over the course of my life, I’ve experienced my fair share of pregnancy scares. It didn’t matter if it was a long-time girlfriend or the girl I met at that “A-Team” fan convention, the fear of an unwanted pregnancy is still the same—regardless of my relationship with the woman.

Over the past few years, I’ve attempted to accurately define the true meaning of love. And while I’ve gotten close to nailing it a time or two, I don’t think I’ve ever completely hit a homerun with my prose. I occasionally kick myself for what I perceived to be literary shortcomings… But then I read [...]

I was raised to fear nothing but God … it didn’t matter what it was—man, woman, lion, bear, or J-Lo singing acapella—my mother and father instilled in me an understanding that there was nothing on this earth capable of invoking real fear within me.

I could spin the love and relationship wheel, and whatever it landed on, I’m sure the topic would be something that is both timely and sorely needed by a reader of this column. But before I submerge myself into love’s treacherous waters, I’d like to begin my day by expressing my unconditional love, respect and adoration for the One who gives me life…

It’s been a while since I’ve indulged in a one-night stand. Truth be told, when I started hearing about flesh-eating STD’s capable of devouring your entire body in 33.4 seconds, I decided to leave the one-nighters to you more adventurous types (I’m kidding, but not really.) Just because I’m officially out of the game though, doesn’t mean I can’t still acknowledge this as a big part of some of your dating realities.

Lord, grant me the strength to always honor my gift of self-expression. But if I ever fall short and it’s taken away, I pray that I’m still able to learn from the thoughts and honest expressions of others—particularly as it relates to love and relationships.

One Man’s Confession: I’ve been sitting here for the past few hours, stuck in this same spot, trying to arrive at an answer to this one pressing question. Where did you come from? And I don’t mean that in a manner that would suggest some sort of displeasure in your arrival, but really … where did you come from???

A major problem in the dating world is there aren’t enough people willing to give themselves an honest self-evaluation. This lack of internal honesty starts to create a problem when the advances of deserving people are dismissed with phrases like “I can’t be with them … they aren’t on my level.”

In a perfect world, a man could openly express any of the following sentiments to his special lady without fear of break up or bodily injury: “Baby, those late night Waffle House trips are starting to catch up with you.” “Hey, why can’t I see the top of your underwear anymore?” Read more…