Rocking my World

We sang Amazing Grace at church last weekend, and I was so glad. Because 43 years ago this month, a tiny congregation sang that song on the banks of a pond while I was baptized. I remember it snowed that day, but I don’t remember being cold. My grandfather waded...

Yes and Amen

My friend, Robyn, stumbled across this picture recently and brought it to me. I am thrilled, because I remember this moment. Well, probably not the exact moment. But I remember this season when our good friend thought he was going to lose his medical profession...