Walking in Hope
It’s interesting how quickly we recognize people by their voice. As soon as the caller on the other end of the phone had spoken two words, I knew it was Shirley Ann.* “Hello, Pastah,” she said in her familiar Southern drawl, “will you pray hard for me today, and get...
Tears of the Son
“Real men don’t cry,” I was told yet again, and again, and then again. Sometimes I think being born into a military family might have had a few drawbacks. Nevertheless, all of the men, including my uncles, cousins, and dad, forged ahead and served our...
The Cowboy Hat
It’s my oldest cowboy hat, and I believe it is the least expensive straw hat I’ve ever bought. If I recall correctly, I might have paid $8.00 for it many years ago at a Rural King store. But it’s my favorite hat, and when I couldn’t find my ball cap at 6:30 a.m., I...