18 Aug Coming home…
I stood in Washington D.C., waiting in line to board my next bus to Atlanta. I was on the phone with my mom in an obtrusively large cement block home to a fleet of large buses discussing details of my travel when, out of what...
I stood in Washington D.C., waiting in line to board my next bus to Atlanta. I was on the phone with my mom in an obtrusively large cement block home to a fleet of large buses discussing details of my travel when, out of what...
At the beginning of last year I joined a new small group. It was the first time I had shared my testimony in a while and as I told my story I said something along the lines of this: "If I had to choose one word...
Happy New Year, friends! Four days in and I must confess, I simply have no idea what to expect of this new year. Last year, I was prepared I think. My mind was settled, ready for the end of December, and at peace with the coming...