My thoughts were as scattered as the leaves tossed on the ground. While the swirling continued I chose the task of bread baking. There was the magic of creating something more than its various parts.
My thoughts were as scattered as the leaves tossed on the ground. While the swirling continued I chose the task of bread baking. There was the magic of creating something more than its various parts.
Not many things create debate in my home like little black and green orbs. Olives. My people feel fiercely about olives. They love them. They hate them. Listening in the other day, I realized just how passionate they were on either side of this debate. One thing that they agreeRead the Rest…
Dear friends, It has been such an honor to do Bible study with you! I hope the Lord has spoken to you in fresh ways over the past 6 weeks. If you are still breathing, you still have time to leave a godly legacy and I pray you feel more equippedRead the Rest…
You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers. I’m about to burst with song; I can’t keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can’t thank you enough. Psalm 30:11-12 MSG As soon as Sarah could stand, she was dancing. We bought herRead the Rest…
I wrote this on Sunday, February 19, 2012. He turns one month on Tuesday. Four weeks. Just like that. # My wife gave birth to our awesome son, Maddox Mendoza at 4:38 am on Tuesday, January 24, 2012. She pushed for almost an hour. Then after all that, Maddox spentRead the Rest…
