Week after week, they arrive; expecting nothing; so that is exactly what occurs, and they leave, unchanged. All but one. He holds out hope. Sunday ...
Read MoreI have never been ready for anything that’s happened in my life. Not the real stuff. Not the stuff that turned out to be moments when the veil gr...
Read MoreThe year I turned fifty was the year I knew God would expand His use of my writing for His glory. The last thing I wanted to be doing was interview...
Read MoreMy kids are messed up. My kids are messed up and what really galls me is that it’s my fault. My brother and I are messed up but there’s good...
Read MoreI am a remedial evangelist. Ask any of my victims (I mean, non-Christian friends.) God’s given me other gifts to use to build up the body of Chri...
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