One for Three

Good Friday to You, When I was a little guy, I was like most boys…I wanted to be like my Dad. He was strong. He could fix my toys. He was the one I most …

Another Dark Hallway

Good Friday to You, I walked down the dark hallway toward my office Monday morning – less than 24 hours after people filled our building for Sunday worship services. Just the night before, sounds of …

Hearing From God

Good Friday to You, Mom and Dad gave me this Bible my freshman year in high school. I don’t specifically remember how I reacted when I ripped off the wrapping paper that Christmas morning, but …