23 Years Ago Today
Twenty-three years ago today, my life was forever changed. Twenty-three years ago today, I awoke from a deep sleep to the sound of crunching metal sliding across the ground. Twenty-three years ago today, I faced the hardest moment in my young life. I've written all about that before. Today, I'm writing about something different. Today, I'm writing about, well, today. Over the years since my

Where’s The Love?
A high school friend who is now a pastor in Seattle posed this question on Facebook yesterday: “As we pray for God to intervene, why do some seem to be healed and others not? Is God indifferent or selective? What is up with that?” Being someone who has been praying & believing for my own healing for nearly 23 years, the question interested me greatly.  In fact, I have asked some form of it