How God Restored the Relationship With My Dad
When I was five my mother found me playing with a few sheets of paper. They were part of a…
When I was five my mother found me playing with a few sheets of paper. They were part of a…
The commercial began as a touching tribute. Gentle piano acoustics set a sentimental mood as women and men recounted stories…
Small translucent bumps covered my son’s chest like a bad case of acne. Naively, I thought they would just go…
It seems unthinkable that a girl could never know her father but it happens. Often when it does the women…
“I’m not afraid to die,” said a good friend of mine with ease. Unlike many, she had already stared…
In this live stream hangout I discusses the difficult topic of “Following God When it Doesn’t Make Sense” with Maya Dawson….
I’m inconsistent by nature. A BIG idea person and an excellent starter I struggle to be a finisher. This has…