My God, My God
Did I miss the Good Friday memo?
I remember the first time I attended a Good Friday service. Well, let me rephrase that. I probably attended as a youth, but I don’t recall. I vividly recall the first time I went as an adult. We were relatively…
Hungry Doesn’t Look Like This
Chris came in and sat down at one of the tables I was serving. He was young. Late 20s is what I guessed. Maybe early 30s. His clothes were neat and clean. He was clean-cut. He carried a small backpack.…
Living Holy – where faith and life Intersect
