I forget if it was college or the latter years of high school. Whenever it was, I prayed something really stupid. You see I looked around at many of my friends that were able to do whatever they wanted to… Continue Reading
I find myself today reading the Life and Writings of Mrs. Jane Dawson of Lancaster. I skipped across this because of my weekly time with my dear friend John Newton. My heart is warmed by reading the account of Jane… Continue Reading
I have lost track of how many books begin by telling me how jacked up the church is. Usually after lambasting the church and pointing out her many failures there is some obligatory statement on how Jesus still loves her… Continue Reading
I have a coffee mug (more a Mountain Dew mug since I’m not yet man enough to drink coffee) sitting on my desk. It’s very special to me because of the artwork on it. It has a heart, the letter… Continue Reading