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It People
Soon after I began praying this prayer, an elderly man began attending our church. My wife, always the extrovert, invited him to join our family for lunch one Sunday at...
It People
Soon after I began praying this prayer, an elderly man began attending our church. My wife, always the extrovert, invited him to join our family for lunch one Sunday at...
Bruised Knuckle Theology
A few years ago I crushed my thumb with a hammer as I was trying to build three “Easy to Assemble” bookshelves from the department store. I couldn’t get...
Bruised Knuckle Theology
A few years ago I crushed my thumb with a hammer as I was trying to build three “Easy to Assemble” bookshelves from the department store. I couldn’t get...
Couples and Criticism
A man and a woman were involved in a car crash and both of their cars were demolished. After their cars came to a grinding halt, both of them miraculously...
Couples and Criticism
A man and a woman were involved in a car crash and both of their cars were demolished. After their cars came to a grinding halt, both of them miraculously...
The Greatest Converting Infuence
THE GREATEST CONVERTING INFLUENCE OF ALL By Brian Jones Recently I’ve become concerned by the way the American church is shrinking. This week I went to the Book of...
The Greatest Converting Infuence
THE GREATEST CONVERTING INFLUENCE OF ALL By Brian Jones Recently I’ve become concerned by the way the American church is shrinking. This week I went to the Book of...
Boundary Breakers
When I entered junior high I quickly set two goals for my seventh grade year: Get Kacey Gire to kiss me and keep my friend Eric Green and myself out...
Boundary Breakers
When I entered junior high I quickly set two goals for my seventh grade year: Get Kacey Gire to kiss me and keep my friend Eric Green and myself out...
The Bike Ride
THE BIKE RIDE By Brian Jones Years ago I stumbled across this little parable called “The Bike Ride.” I’ve never been able to track down its author. Over the years,...
The Bike Ride
THE BIKE RIDE By Brian Jones Years ago I stumbled across this little parable called “The Bike Ride.” I’ve never been able to track down its author. Over the years,...