This picture was taken after I received the call, after we picked up my brother, and after we traveled down to Little Rock. This picture was taken hours after my dad died. And it has always baffled me. I’ve looked at it for 21 years now, and I have almost come to loathe it. Why am I smiling? Sitting on…
Month: August 2019
Great Is Thy Faithfulness
I took about 20 pictures of the gorgeous sunrise on my drive to work the other morning. Out of all of them, I got only this one that did the sky anywhere close to justice. As I was driving, snapping phone pics out the window going 60 mph, I found myself repeating, “His mercies are new every morning. Great is…