Why The Church Is Afraid Of Being Real. Guest post from my Son.

It breaks my heart, you know. Just over two weeks ago, I was spending my days drinking up the Hawaiian sun. Picking my wardrobe was easy, when wearing a tank top and board shorts every day was expected. More time was spent in the sea that on land.  And the sea, oh the sea. Liquid bliss, […]

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Real in a Plastic World

“Be real, I hear Him say.”  Yet, hiding for so long.  Behind walls.  Big green eyes. A smile. Social charms. Value as a parent. Wife. Everyone else’s                                                             …besides Gods.  What does it even mean, “Be real”?  Doesn’t life itself break down?  Strip one of self?  Fire of God burn away the dross?   Yet, still, at […]

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