
Missing Church
Growing up I had a super-churched life. My home church held two services each Sunday, and we did not miss either one. Winter meant going
Growing up I had a super-churched life. My home church held two services each Sunday, and we did not miss either one. Winter meant going
Saturday morning I made myself a cup of coffee, wrapped myself in a blanket on the couch, and turned on the Parks and Rec Special.
This article will publish on May 6, but as I sit here writing, it’s May 5. May 5 is a solemn day on the Ayers
If I come across any one of a dozen or so movies while channel surfing, I will almost always stop, pick up the movie wherever
As Islam around the globe marks the month-long fast of Ramadan in this strange time of pandemic – no gathering for prayers in the mosque,
Acts 17:1-9 Jeff & Karen “To the King!”“To the restoration!” David and Karen Mains first penned this refrain in the Tales of the Kingdom trilogy.
It was one of those mysterious, sudden impulses that came on me like a message from aliens: you must do crossword puzzles. It hit me
I didn’t know her well, just enough to tip my hat maybe, if I’d ever worn one. Probably said “hi” is all. She lived on
My 14 year-old son sat at a card table in the new makeshift office in my bedroom, complaining about a physics lesson on potential versus
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