However, I’m gradually earning a new kind of quiet respect from people around me.
The young lady transformed into a whiny baby in an instant, complete with tears and angst.
I asked for conversation and they attacked. I say they're chicken... If I were still a minister, I'd be embarrassed at their answers.
The image of God as a baby makes more sense to me than any other form.
Parents, your children are more important than your religion.
I'm standing up and speaking out.
With Father's Day approaching, I thought I'd share this from an old blog: They entered the restaurant exhilarated: an old man carrying a small boy, probably a grandchild. The man's hand cradled the back of the child's head, holding it close to his own. I wondered if this was the first time these two had … Continue reading The Brotherhood of Fatherhood