One of the reasons I ever got to the point that I could hear God’s call for me was because of a woman who was a member of the church where Terry and I served as elders back in South Dakota. She was a strong believer in Christ and a strong evangelist. She was a…
I’m not certain when the word hate was introduced into my vocabulary. I attended Sunday School for as long as I can remember and, certainly, some teacher along the way must have told me not to use that word. But I don’t remember being admonished for it. It was bandied about our house religiously with…