She grabbed the communion goblet with both hands, wrestling it awkwardly out of the officiant’s hands, and took a big gulp. Her teenage daughter followed suit. This happened recently as some …
Calling
It was a warm spring evening in Abilene, Texas (2005) when I heard my calling--clearly, loudly, and undeniably. Twelve years later I still bristle at the term, but my brief forays away from that …
There is Need of Only One Thing
I’ve always considered myself a neat freak. As a young child I tried to implement a Saturday morning cleaning schedule for our family, with all of the chores assigned accordingly. No, it didn't work. …
