I am from pan-fried cornbread, fried bologna sandwiches after church, and spitting watermelon seeds off the back of Pawpaw’s red pick-up. I’m from Cheerwine (if you pronounced it right you’ve said it wrong) and humidity so thick it’ll make you humble. I’m from stoic military housing […]
I’m a wanderer, a nomad, tied to no place in particular, but I am not lost. I am a sojourner on my journey home. When God called Abraham out he met him with a promise, Abram would be the father of many, a blessing to […]
Excuse the dust. I’m setting up my tent, straightening the flaps, and learning the ways of my new home.