Jul 5, 2019 | blog
The young pastor didn’t want to go knowing that the men he would be speaking to that night were only there for the meal. He knew although it was free the men knew there would be a price. They would have to listen to his message. But, would they hear it? Would they... 
Dec 9, 2016 | Journal
As a kid growing up in the 60’s – the age of free love and flower power, my generation – Hippies – didn’t want to pressure our children to follow anyone’s beliefs or to follow anything except what felt good. No one was going to tell us what to do or how to... 
Apr 12, 2016 | Journal
Once upon a time…. let me tell you a story… these are opening lines that grab our attention. Why? Because we connect to stories. Yet, with all the love we have for them, somehow we don’t value our own and most of us don’t bother to write our story down. I remember... 
