Who you are, what you do, and what you know, all of it, means nothing without love. Absolutely nothing. Because if it isn’t in you, then neither is life. So, that means you and I are nothing without love from … The rest of the story…
This is a short story that leads up to the happiest birthday ever for someone I know. 1938. It was a cold day in January. In rural Oklahoma. FDR was in the first year of his second term as president … The rest of the story…
Like most people, at this time of year, I reflect on the previous twelve months for some hindsight clarification. And 2021 was a lot like 2013. Because that year I thought about Paul’s words in 2 Timothy 4. I read … The rest of the story…