Couldn't Keep It To Myself

“Summer’s lingering light is slipping away.”

So, I’m moving about this morning tidying up, wiping down the kitchen counter, sweeping dust and stuff from the floor and out of nowhere here comes this thought: “He stopped a town hall meeting and swayed side-to-side to his favorite songs for THIRTY-NINE…

A night, a morning and much of a day have passed since voters overwhelmingly returned that man to office, and I’m still left without words.

Next month, thousands of faithful Christ-followers will flock to Houston’s George R.

My mom worked.

A friend messaged me yesterday to say how overwhelmed they were becoming with the current state of affairs.

A couple of eves away from 2023’s first breath and I’m thinking about COVID-19 and how that fateful disease changed all our lives 3, not 4, years ago.

With the defeat of Herschel Walker (back to) Texas (play) Ranger, our inclination is to raucously celebrate in all sorts of high-pitched, gleeful ways.

I don’t forgive Will Smith.

It’s you.