Scribblings on Jesus and his kingdom from one repentant church-goer
November is the month we remind ourselves to be thankful. As the ground hardens in frost and the last remnants of leaves find their way down, I wonder if this season gives us clarity to see the blessings that sustain us. The excess of summer is stripped away, leaving us exposed to the simple truth … Continue reading Seems Only Children Weep
A splotch of black mud sits around the cold steel brace on the railing of my apartment balcony. The sun sinks over downtown Detroit, radiating off a slim green blade of grass that in a world of concrete and mortar has somehow sprouted, as if had no other splotch of mud been found over the … Continue reading Being in the Game
Regarding Life 