I’ve observed that many of us are actually addicted to some kind of noise. Whatever the noise, it’s something that appears to be epidemic in our society. And it keeps many of us from hearing the voice we most desperately need to hear.
Yesterday, on this Father’s Day morning, our Calvary family prayed over us. They prayed for our safety as we travel, as we step away from the comfortable confines of Stephens County.
You may know that I only had one daughter born to me, my One and Only SweetPea. But even before I had her, I was praying for little girls.