Does This Story Ever End?
When Life Stops Bang! I didn’t hear the gun go off that Saturday morning. But I heard about it from others. It happened 20 minutes before I arrived to prepare…
Read moreHe Still Wears Flesh
I’ll just say it. Her house scared me. Jeff and I had volunteered to help Hope pack (not her real name). She was downsizing from her 3-bedroom house where she’d…
Read moreWhen the Power Goes Out—Do You See the Contrast?
We’re in the bedroom watching Auburn basketball on TV. The first half is almost over. Auburn is losing. We begin to feel hungry. It’s about 5:30 p.m. It’s Saturday, our…
Read moreFirst you listen. Then you act.
She says it aloud to no one in particular, “I need a ride home.” I ask her when she needs to leave. She says after she talks to Mrs F.…
Read moreHere Is the Church?
Here is the church Here is the steeple Open the door And see all the people It’s another Saturday morning. A cold one. A few years ago, the first Saturday…
Read moreHow to Practice Your Purpose
What Happened to Hank? Hank (not his real name) confused me. Week after week he wandered inside Manna House mumbling, sometimes singing. He’d carry boxes. He’d unload fruit. He’d return…
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