The Sky Is Not Falling: An Act Of Remembering
They tell me that the sky is falling. And frankly, it can be hard not to believe them; the choir of voices out there telling me it’s all going downhill
They tell me that the sky is falling. And frankly, it can be hard not to believe them; the choir of voices out there telling me it’s all going downhill
Sometimes I look around and ask questions as a Christian, sometimes as a father and sometimes as a pastor. (and some days, the three of us get together and agree on
They tell me that the sky is falling. And frankly, it can be hard not to believe them; the choir of voices out there telling me it’s all going downhill
Sometimes I look around and ask questions as a Christian, sometimes as a father and sometimes as a pastor. (and some days, the three of us get together and agree on