Imagine you’re a 5 year old girl. No, you’re NOT a trans freak 5 year old girl. An actual 5 year old girl. And imagine a doctor tells your parents you have sickle-cell anemia. Then, by age 11, you get so sick your parents move to another country just so you can get a bone transplant from your brother. And, at 13, doctors decide … The rest of the story…
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Many years ago I called on singer-songwriters, particularly those who call themselves Christians, to embrace the sanctity of life from the womb to the tomb. And, sadly, that idea didn’t catch on all that well. Evidently pro life ideas don’t catch on these days. Now, when I say that, don’t misunderstand. I’m not saying there aren’t lots and lots of pro life people in … The rest of the story…
Morning, afternoon, and evening salutations. And hope you have/had a wonderful Germanic god of the sky and war day. Yep, here we are on Tiu’s day again (the aforementioned god of the sky and war dude). It’s around 4 o’clock, Tuesday morning, as I type these words. And I’ve been up since about 2. Bleary-eyed, but thankful. And, on this early Tuesday morning, I … The rest of the story…