Take a close look at these pictures. You’ll have to look closely. Do you see Him? Since you’re just looking at pictures, He might be a little more difficult to identify, but it wasn’t hard at all for me to see Jesus in each one of these people when I met them face-to-face in the Dominican. They are the staff at { read more… }

Hello from Santo Domingo, the capital city of the Domincan Republic. I’m here on a mission trip, and I’m learning math. Oh, not the math that was taught in school, but God math. I realize that for many of you, it seems impossible those two words could be used together, but they add up perfectly here where the average Dominican { read more… }

Much ink has already been spilled in the aftermath of the recent tragedies in our nation. And sadly, too much of it has actually been spewed instead of just spilled. We are quick to take our limited information and mix it with our dangerous assumptions and our blatant lack of actual knowledge, and the three combine to form a volatile { read more… }

I’ve lived in Texas since the summer I turned eight. That would be 41 summers best I can count. And yes, with some quick math you can figure out that I either just turned 49 or am about to turn 49. I’ll save you some creeping on Facebook. It’s the latter. Despite the fact that I’ve got 41 summers under { read more… }