The year is 1995. Being a self-employed counselor is a real challenge. From time to time I say to my God, “Is this really what you want me to do?” Deep inside from around the region of my heart, I hear the answer, “Hang on.” [bbctt...
The hard edges of time haven’t yet lined his face, but the young man knows suffering. He’s grown accustomed to fear biting at his heels; chasing him from one day to the next. Calling on God, he prays and fasts-beseeching the Lord for breakthrough. Relief...
Nothing changes. The words slip past his lips as easily as the joy leaves my heart. Is it me? The circumstances? What could be different? I’m not certain. Perhaps we are the ones meant to change….to grow….in faith, steadfastness, genuine love...
I’ve been in class full-time the last two weeks and missed posting today. I thought you might enjoy this inspiring clip until I get back on schedule tomorrow....
His gaze locked on what lay ahead, Connor swept past the sidelines. He seemed oblivious to the crowd and focused on the goal. “Time!” the official said, as my son burst across the finish line. This morning I woke up feeling like I hadn’t...
