I live in a little bedroom community outside of Nashville where folks from Michigan, Jersey, and New York live beside those of us who grew up on sweet tea and biscuits. The auto industry brought some of them here. For others it was the slower pace of life. And many… Read More
PSALM 23:1-3 (from THE MESSAGE) God, my shepherd! I don’t need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quiet pools to drink from. True to your word, you let me catch my breath and send me in the right direction. I’m not being an… Read More
Last night Gabriella and I sat at the kitchen table doing her creative writing homework. She’s working her way through several kinds of poetry from different cultures and periods in history: haiku, limericks, etc, and now psalms. After we read some different kinds of psalms – lamenting, praise, thanksgiving –… Read More
I sat spellbound and immensely entertained as the balding preacher spasmed and spat the Gospel at us for over an hour. Most weeks I sat comfortably in church like any other carefree six year-old, playing with crayons or folding bulletins into paper airplanes. Our regular pastor lulled me to sleep… Read More
Shaun Groves