Since my father passed away, I've been even less social than normal. The thought of getting out of my comfy clothes, brushing my hair, and forcing a smile is almost more than I can handle most days. Monday was particularly hard. It was also the night of our small group study. Most of the day… Continue reading Can Fellowship Heal?
On January 31, 2015, my father passed away. In the last few months he had become someone I didn't recognize--the man with strong convictions and an analytic mind had disappeared. In his place was someone who was angry, and emotional. In all my years growing up I can count on one hand the number of… Continue reading Heal My Heart, LORD