Soul Empty

It was forty years ago, but I can still remember that inner-hollow-weariness I felt when I arrived at the place I call, “Soul-Empty.” That was the day I decided–I was going to end my life. I was physically, emotionally, and spiritually exhausted. I saw nothing but an endless wilderness of pain-filled days ahead of me.…

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Called To This?

I have not been called to this. The easy chair. (Or, the easy crowd.) Though I confess? There are days I wish I were. Simply put, God has called me to the Prodigal-Church. You know, the ones referred to as: The Messy-misfits. The Raucous-runaways. The Wrecked and Wounded. The “ones” who have heard it all…

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