The last time I heard from the Lord I was on a mountain in Estes Park. I wrote about the experience last summer in Colorado, but I guess I never published the story. Too chicken. Plus, how cliche? A mountaintop conversation with God! I know, right? He told me, “Come down off the mountain, we’ve got work to do.” Well, Tuesday morning…
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Remember When
There’s a song by Alan Jackson that should be banned from my playlist. Only I love it so much I would never push delete. I’ve never, ever, never listened to Remember When without crying. I’m so sure of its tear inducing powers when it queues up in my song rotation, I automatically hit skip. Almost always. Every once in awhile,…
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