Every evening around six o’clock that summer, a clown with bright orange hair and a fluorescent purple polka-dotted top hat rode past my house on a neon blue unicycle. A black lab in a red bowtie darted around below him. The first time, despite the fact that I usually find
God’s hospitality floods the pages of Scripture, and our embodiment of His Word enables us to join Him in bringing healing to people’s lives.
I survived two years as an EDGEr, an overseas mission trip to Norway, and most of my dating relationship with my now-wife, Heather—all without a cell phone. Shocking, right? What does it mean for us to be really present with each other?
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