It was the first question they asked. The class of church planters who asked about fatherhood, praying for me. “You’ve

It was the first question they asked. The class of church planters who asked about fatherhood, praying for me. “You’ve
My nephews are geniuses. The next generation is in good hands. A recent visit to family in Denver allowed me
“Humor plays close to the white hot fire of truth.” E. B. White “Our laughter contains the hope of redemption.”
“No. No. No. No.” Every question I asked received the same response. She had been studying psychology, specifically, the theories