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Lovin’ The Hell Out Of ‘Em

Lovin’ The Hell Out Of ‘Em

What do a one-eyed, tattooed, recovering addict/ex-con in the ‘hood that is Oakland, and a middle-aged decorator from an absurdly safe and ridiculously  “Norman Rockwell-esque” suburban community in a place called Pleasanton (of all things!) have in...
Got (Good/God) Insulation?

Got (Good/God) Insulation?

in·su·late ˈinsəˌlāt/ verb protect (something) by interposing material that prevents the loss of heat or the intrusion of sound. When we think back to the house we’ve been building for our souls we remember the foundation: a relationship with Jesus.  We recall...
Returning To An Abandoned House

Returning To An Abandoned House

I know.  It’s been a while.  A long while. I feel like I’m coming back to an abandoned house project.  The foundation was laid, the walls and roof were in place, but then construction flat out stopped. Any sign of life just disappeared. Weren’t you...

Lifting Up The Mama's

Today I heard from a mama who is mourning her baby girl who made her way to Jesus early this morning. The poem in the last post was written with her in mind. Heaven just got a little sweeter. Hours later, I got a note from another mama who is mourning her baby girl...

Remind Me….Please….

I received terrible news from a very close friend today.  My heart is breaking for the entire family.  This is for you, precious Johnson Family…I love you with all my heart… I can’t see you, Jesus The tears are in the way My throat constricted by the...