“You don’t strike me as someone who believes in God.” Continue reading The Valley of Baca
I’m just now learning how precious that teeny bit of time is. Continue reading “Me” Morning
An anchor is a sturdy weight. It digs in, resilient to the weather. Or at least it should be. Continue reading Anchors
So… I moved to New Orleans from Virginia. Now that the tears have dried on my cheeks, I can sit down and put my thoughts together. Continue reading A Dad, A Girl, and Her Life Packed in a Truck
We get so caught up in the sports world that sometimes we forget… Its just a game.
Keep in mind this week what the really important aspects of life are.