So there’s the sound of mass chaos in the morning over brushing teeth…over toothpaste in the sink. Mass chaos in the everyday grind of papers and honking horns and washing dishes. So much noise all around, that it’s harder to hear behind it all this song that sings mercy and grace attempting to keep this...
and so much for that, “I’m going to post once a week from now on…” 2 days tardy, Imma gonna work ona that…. It’s different, no longer getting carded, hearing, “Oh…” in that tone as if 27 has reached it’s prime and now you’re on the other side of it. It’s different, that feeling like there’s only...
I’m back. Last Wednesday I sat among some of the best ministry partners I’ve ever been so blessed to have. He’s one: We sat around a table I familiarly knew over hours of planning, praying, laughing, worshipping, growing, and CPC-ing. This Wednesday, I hugged the students we once held as children. I smiled over greatness...
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