Quiet, Sporadic, & Ugly

Raw transparency – like a train wreck – you just can’t seem to look away. I drive by a scene of an accident and tear up and start praying. What about the accident scenes in our own lives… the ones behind the curtains that we don’t allow anyone to see? Who is it that prays for us? I get a little personal – that was your warning… and your invitation. Continue reading Quiet, Sporadic, & Ugly