Isaiah steadies me. It always has. Before preaching, this is where I would return—because it tells the truth about what lasts.
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I enjoy most of the creatures of the plant kingdom. I grew up in the northeast, seeing Black-eyed Susans, Queen Anne’s lace, and Indian paintbrush along the highways.
Several years ago, I was introduced to an author by the name of Brennan Manning, who was a former Franciscan priest and wrote multiple books during his life.
The Texas landscape in our part of the world is not famous for its beauty.
Our son loves musical theater. He was born for the stage. He loves the atmosphere and the way the theater class accepts differences more readily than almost anywhere else.
I can only remember two times in my adult life that someone has taken the time to look me in the eyes and give me a blessing.