Poetry:
Tiqvah, hope, God, nature.

Poetry:
Tiqvah, hope, God, nature.
I have never cared about holiness. When I read Scripture, sang songs, or heard conversations about God’s holiness, I felt… Read more But I . . .
In early December, it grew bitterly cold in Arkansas. I stoked the wood stove full day in and day out,… Read more Word of the year 2017
I have a confession to make, and as a graduate of a liberal arts university (with a minor in religion… Read more Word of the year 2016
On the most memorable Independence Day of my life, there were no fireworks. Well, that’s not entirely true. I remember… Read more No fireworks
This morning, as I read through 1 Chronicles, I came across a passage I’ve read and studied multiple times before,… Read more Getting it
King of the Hill didn’t change my life, but I will admit that last night when James and I joined… Read more If it’s good enough for Hank Hill, it’s good enough for me.