Come with me friend, I’ll motion and sign. I’ll walk slow and if you need to stop I’ll take the time.
Today I got in my car and drove away from my house alone. Again. However many Sundays there are in 28 years, that's how many Sundays (minus a few Christmas and Easter Sundays) I've been going to church alone. Almost every Sunday I have to fight the numbness that threatens. Going to church every Sunday… Continue reading Remember, God can replace anyone’s heart
(photo credit)I'm a generation X-er. The terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001, and the Shock and Awe headlines of March 2003, are the acts of war I remember. And as close to home as the 9/11 attacks and the war in Iraq and Afghanistan have been to me, no one close to me has… Continue reading Memorial Day: Remembering when you don’t remember
