Beauty in the soul, bubbling in someone’s passion, hidden from site until a window is opened. This would also breed an interesting discussion on genre and context. Just because his voice is beautiful in one genre, doesn’t mean that it is beautiful or right in
I’m Like You I’ve seen through the years, This gift of fatherhood, Played out in Our relationship, Our friendship, Your leadership, My followership, My childlike hope that someday I could be like you. I think it worked. I think the hope Met the prayer, which
Yesterday, our small town engaged in the Love Your City experience, as churches all over our town took to acts of generosity that celebrated the goodness of God toward people in our little hamlet. Carnivals, BBQ’s, car washes, playground painting, chocolate giving and many more
For those who know me, my fascination with origins narratives, and my sense of their importance to vibrant faith and enduring love, is obvious. I gained a taste for this as a young boy, and pursued the ideas in my first degree studies in Philosophy
The diner was clattering with the usual din of conversations, dishes clinking and droning radio in the background. As we sat, young son and father, eating our breakfast, you could hear the dialogue at a table a few yards away. “Gonna hafta take that tree
