A Note Of Thanks And Gratitude Going Into 2023

When the worship began, I broke. I am talking about that full-blown, sobbing, tear-soaked, sloppy kind of crying. I was in Honduras watching Antonio, my adult adopted son, speaking in front of a hundred people gathered for church.  I met Antonio when he was twelve.  He showed up at the church where I was a…

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Swimming with Sharks

All eyes were on me, willing me to jump. The perception of danger was palpable enough that several people took out their cell phones, ready to record if the blue waters turned crimson. My pulse raced as I looked down to the dark shadows rocketing through the waters below me. As I stood on the…

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