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The 1010 Project, where I am Executive Director, has received attention for its unique development model. Recently I met with an African now living in Denver, who asked: “How did you come up with this model focused on social entrepreneurs.”

It’s simple. We didn’t come up with it.

We came to this model by listening to our partners, by observing the creativity and innovation of the poor in solving their most pressing issues.

So if there is an essential posture for effective international development, it is: “listen to those whom you seek to serve.”

Do you agree or disagree? Why? Leave a comment below:

Posted by brianrants at 10:01 pm

I feel priveleged to live near such beauty. No I don’t mean Desi, I mean Red Rocks :)

The curves of these rocks, the color, the angles…just breathtaking. The iPhone camera did pretty good.

Look carefully at the last photo. Desi and I nearly had a heart attack after almost stepping on it. Something about that little shaker solo gets the adrenaline pumping.

Denver is the place people in the US desire to live above any other city, according to the article in Forbes magazine.

The city– known for its skiing, culture and bustling singles scene–is where Americans would like to live the most, according to a recent survey conducted by Washington, D.C.-based group Pew Research Center.

San Diego, Seattle, Orlando and Tampa, Fla., are the other most popular cities.

Yesterday, a group of simple church leaders met to discuss what God is
doing in Denver.

At the end we had a time of prayer about Denver. We weren’t really
focusing on any one person, just for God’s healing and transformation
for Denver.

A friend who I had not spoken with for a month was moved to pray
specifically for me, and named 2 emotions I’ve been deeply struggling
with, and prayed for God’s healing for me. He also spoke several words
directly to my heart about what my family is going through.

Thank you Lord that out of 6 billion people you had a word just for
me. I needed to hear that.

Brian Rants

This morning I attempted to empty our cross cut shredder. I lost my
grip on the trash bag and scattered corporate confetti all across the

I grabbed the vacuum from the closet, which I later learned from our
landlord hadn’t been emptied in about 2 years, and proceeded to spread
a fine layer of white dust all across our carpet.

Realizing that I would need some other solution to clean the carpet, I
picked up the garbage bag and in the process smacked my tall mug,
which hit the floor with a certain velocity, knocking the top off and
spreading Celestial Seasoning Madagascar Vanilla Rooibus tea all over
the carpet.

I guess that’s what happens with a klutz and 4 employees in a 185ft2.

But some good news…tomorrow we move into our new office in the
Ballpark District in Denver. 16 foot ceilings, wood floors, exposed
brick…and 5 times more space!

Also…Rooibus tea is friggin amazing good. The highest in antioxidant
of any tea, and it’s an herbal tea (so no caffeine!)

Another chapter in…the Life of Brian

Brian Rants

Posted by brianrants at 3:17 pm

More evidence of our difficulties in Denver. We rode our scooter to
the Avalanche game. So much fun, and we won!

Isn't my baby pretty!

Posted by brianrants at 3:47 pm

Yesterday I was working outside in shortsleeves.

Today I woke up with 6 inches of snow on the ground.

In a few days, it will all be gone

That’s Denver for you


Experience would tell me that if I hear a slur about Mexicans floating through the air of my local park, it probably was lofted by a white male.

Experience would tell me that if someone died last night in a gang-shooting in Compton, CA, it was probably a young black male.

Experience would tell me that if a school shooting and suicide happened yesterday, it was probably disgruntled white boys.

Experience. Hunches.

Are these the root of prejudice? Racism?

When I walk down Colfax street late at night in Denver, am I more alert to the presence of a homeless man, or a well-dressed urbanite?

This is painful to talk about, because there is prejudice in each of our hearts. A lifetime of side comments, misunderstandings, and lack of open discussion about our differences and similarities in society leaves these blank spots in our knowledge of our fellow Americans.

So this snap judgments, this hunches, are these prejudicial? On some level, I think they might be. But I do not think they form the core of racism, and not all of categorization is ill-intended (those hard nosed Irish-Catholics).

We must go deeper into the belly of racism. There at the core, I believe, is dehuminization. When I look at a man who has tragically chosen a life of crime in inner city Compton, and see “another black gangsta,” I have dehumanized him. When I hear that white man lofting his disrespectful remarks about Hispanics, and see “an ignorant redneck,” I have dehumanized him.

I have categorized him in a way that removes him from me, that makes him dissimilar and separate. In reality, that young black male is my brother, a fellow human. That young disgruntled white youth is tragically deceived, and probably believes that no one gives a sh#$ about his life, so why not take it and a few others at school?

Our cultures vary widely, and with it our values, beliefs, and behaviors. But at the core we are HUMAN. And when I look at someone, be they a success or a failure in the eyes of our society, I should see a brother, a sister.

And when that brother or sister–or myself–makes tragic choices, it is a cause for sadness. For when one of our kind drops, the ripples are felt throughout humanity.