I once met a pastor who ridiculed me because of the number of members in the church I used to serve. I had just been posted to a church with not more than ten active members. The posting was meant to discipline me as I was part of the leadership […]
I’m a Bastard – An Essay by Isaac Zika
Published on :Holy Noticing – A Meditation by Bobbi Dykema
Published on :My paternal grandmother, whose maiden name was Hollaar, grew up on a farm in North Dakota with eleven brothers and sisters. Their children – my father’s generation – included fifty cousins. With such a large and widely-dispersed extended family, the Hollaars got into the habit of having a family reunion […]