Faith & Family – By His Wounds!

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My ten-year old son’s words stopped me in my tracks. “When I grow up, all I want to be is a dad.” He wasn’t smiling.

In my experience, leaders are born. And leaders are made. It’s never one or the other. It’s always a combination of the two. I’m convinced of this.

Blood trickled from under the dirtied rags wrapped tight around his wrists and hands, rolling down to his fingers and jumping to the snow below,

I was mad at my dad most of my life. That’s not honorable, I know, but there it is. Not angry, ready-to-lash-out mad, just frustrated

Family dysfunction sneaks up on us and steals decades of joy and happiness. I know. I experienced it. My parents never kissed. At least, I

“He’s a Jesus Freak!” That’s what Jesus called John the Baptist. Honest! Okay, maybe it was more like “among those born of women there is none

The temple courts were filled to capacity with the faithful, vendors, and animals for sale. Throngs of people were talking and weaving in and around

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