I was raised in a conservative Southern Baptist church. My mother had been brought up in this tradition and I had no reason to think that either my parents thought anything different than what I was taught at church. My mom’s faith was strong until the day she died. She had cancer and accepted her illness remarkably. She often said that God knew from the moment she was born when she would die. This was her life, and honestly, she used her illness to make… Continue reading →
Father’s Day
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