Paul Harvey used to have a program that aired where he would take the listener behind the scenes of a story that might or might
I grew up as a PK (Preacher’s Kid) and spent most of my early years in church. The denomination in which my father practiced his
On this Saturday, I’ve been thinking a lot about time. Time is such a curious commodity. We can do so many things with it. Following
Seventy-six days ago I embarked on what sometimes feels like an impossible journey. Seventy-six days ago I committed to write something (hopefully something of
Pain is one of the common denominators of human existence. Pain is an equalizer. Pain is not a respecter of persons. Pain on one hand,
On Day Seventy-Four of my 365 day writing challenge, I may have hit upon the strangest idea yet – and I mean strange even for
