Every time I sit down with a blank document, He surprises me…because He speaks when we wait and listen. He wants this from us on a daily, hourly, minute-ly basis – no agenda but His, and a willingness for … Continue reading
It’s just me. Just me behind the wheel of the Stagecoach, sitting in the parking lot, listening. I should turn off the car, but I’m staring out the dirty window at the gravel outside and this song hasn’t finished yet. … Continue reading
Act 3. The curtain rises. It is months later. It is a hard day, and I’m holding a fighting boy who is mad at the world. He’s mad at his choices, mad at his consequences, and especially mad at his … Continue reading