Futile Forgiveness & the Death of Hope

When it comes to emotion, I’m usually all in:  I laugh loud; love hard; and bring the phrase “seething with rage” to a comparison of the sun’s surface being a nice place to get a tan. I come by the last trait honestly, and probably genetically. My mother is a redhead, and like all stereotypical […]

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Experiments in faithful Christian formation

The Best Life

Living the best life, one fabulous thing at a time