And they were a people longing, Yearning to escape captivity. For as long as they could remember, there had been chains – chains and shackles ...
Read MoreToday I wish to bestow a blessing on Martha. Because, if there is now no condemnation in Jesus Christ, then we all owe Martha a huge apology. ...
Read MoreWhat? Think my title’s harsh? It drew you here, didn’t it? So you have one – you know – a jerk who will be at your Thanksgiving t...
Read MoreOnce, trying to escape from a bear hold I nearly broke my own nose. It’s good it happened in the karate school and not in a dark alley Or...
Read MoreDead things hold little promise. Death is a line that, once crossed, carries a weight worthy of holy pause. I remember sitting one Sunday mo...
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