I have been called a lot of things in my life. Some nice and some that would make my mother gasp. One I liked the least was when my senior pastor, who denied my call to ministry, attempted to relate…
This Christmas, the Holy Spirit sounds like an oxygen machine to me
Don’t let my name fool you. One of my most redeeming qualities is being a realist, often named by others as pessimist. In the spirit of that title, or misplaced naming, I am unsure how I will stomach Christmas this…