The Grill of a Father

When I take a quick stroll back through the halls of memory, I’m pretty sure it is I who should be giving and sacrificing as thanks to the man responsible for my care and well-being for the majority of my life.

Sabbath

Sunday was given to me as a grace-filled recognition of my inadequacy and inability to worship the Creator of the universe the way He deserves.

Newsboys, “Where You Belong/Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus”

When you’re dull from all that glitters, when you’re thoughts have a hollow ring, when you can’t escape from the fact you are getting it wrong… All your foolproof plans seem foolish, all your status is status quo, all your really need to know is where you belong. Turn your Continue Reading

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