Somebody recently asked my daughter to tell what her favorite Bible verse was. She said, and I quote, “Whatever that one about God knowing all about you, and loving you anyway. You know, that one that is on my mom’s tattoo on her foot.” (Ps. 139) Not exactly the Sunday ...

Picture this:  A small classroom in a Baptist Church in Nashville, TN.  A few girls, and a firery red-head leading the class.  Now fast forward 10 years.  The same girls still sitting under the teaching of that same red-headed spit fire. I learned so much at her feet.  I can ...

She was just a little girl maybe seven or eight years old. She had gone on an adventure with her Poppy to visit the local gun store. In that small country town, most times it was the only adventure around. She walked in and everyone could see that she saw ...

 Do you want to be a Billionaire? It seems that lately my appetite for more is in one word: insatiable. We compare what we have with what others have, and find ourselves lacking.  It is on every channel, and in every store.  We live in the most affluent country on the planet, ...

Her name is Anna. That is the only “other” thing I know about her. It is kinda sad really. We literally spent days together.We laughed, she watched me cry, she saw me pray, she watched me walk out when I just couldn’t take it anymore. She was always–there. When alarms would ...