An Invitation

My son David put it best, He’s the light that never blows out… This Christmas, Let Jesus fill all your dark places.

Baptism

For me, growing up was a lot like the ocean. I was born and raised in Florida and the salty air still hangs in my memories. The waves were much bigger then. I can still remember… I am small and looking up. I am anticipating that which is greater than me. The foamy water breaks...

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