"Can I maybe call you dad?" Those simple words on the screen from a little girl to her daddy brought tears to my eyes. There is a difference between a father and a dad. All daddies are fathers in my book, but not all fathers are daddies. I see a father as a figure, there... Continue Reading →
I love when I get revelation in an unconventional message, especially when I am searching for it somewhere else. I was laying in my hammock after work, listening to the birds sing God's praises that never ceased. I was enjoying the light glistening in the leaves contemplating how those little flickers of light represent the... Continue Reading →
Restoring Voice 