My favorite way to remember momma is to let my mind sort of fly over the memories. Occasionally I’ll dive… Read more The Fly Over
Is God’s love really reckless?
Like what is that? Somehow minimizing my outward disgust makes it okay? Sending that crap out through a filter means I can get away with it? You can put your boots in the oven but that don’t make ’em a biscuit.
Yesterday, Beth Moore wrote a letter to her brothers Much of the criticism I have encountered in my role in… Read more Everyone has a critic
Tonight is the longest night of the year. In liturgical church there is a beautiful service for those that have… Read more Blue Christmas