The man, Jesus. I love the visual of Jesus reaching out to His disciples. With outstretched arms, He called them by name. “John. Peter. Paul. Come, follow Me.” And one by one they ran—with recklessRead more
I’m a delivery man. I bring stuff to your doorstep. If there’s no visible house number it casts me into the role of wise man, searching for signs and wonders. I found the dahlia lady’sRead more
I may have bitten off more than I can chew and it’s not even Thanksgiving yet. While I believe the abundance of my favorite season’s harvest means more than picking apples in North Carolina, bakingRead more
a community of compassionate considerationRead more
we’re living on the edgeRead more
laugh at yesterday’s gripRead more
My son cradles his boy,
his soul and his heart.
Adventurers and warriors,
So prepared for the part.
We need grace because we’re not graceful…Read more
I have the distinct advantage in this. Since I lost my own father when I was a baby, I get to choose. I spent my whole life watching Daddies in action, studying them to determine what characteristics I’d most need in a father.Read more
we pass on passing judgementRead more