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Becoming His Hands and Feet

The chapel was vacant and dark. Hudson, my four-year-old son, ran happily around the big empty room as a small group…

I Have a Secret Confession. I’ve thought a lot about it over the years and need to get it out in the open. Once you…

The auditorium buzzed with noise and activity as people arrived and found their seats, waiting for the high school…

Raucous laughter and pulsating music resounded through the crowded, chaotic street. Eric tried to keep his fellow…

I stood nervously in front of the microphone, trying to smile at the audience of forty teen girls who were sitting at…

I recently had a very busy week full of coffee dates, client meetings, meals with lovely people in our…