Easter Monday is always hard. Us pastor folk like to joke about a post- Holy Week hangover. There have been so many hours and so much thought and prayer put into the week that when it’s all over it can be kind of deflating. Normally my family goes camping after Easter as a way to breathe out and celebrate, but… Read more →
I don’t want to be a Bradford pear tree. Don’t get me wrong, I think they’re beautiful. They grow quickly, they flower in the spring, they’re just lovely. They sound perfect, don’t they? But there are consequences to growing too quickly. The house I lived in the longest growing up had one right off the deck when we moved in.… Read more →