Then Sings My Soul…

I miss good old Southern Thunderstorms. They can be violent, dangerous and a bit frightening, but there’s beauty in the untamed, wild storm. I know I’m not the only one. There’s something soothing and spiritual about sitting on the porch, feeling the wind and rain and...

Remembering Rich: Sing Your Praise

From the Rising of the Sun, to the place where it sets.The name of the Lord is to be praisedThe Lord is exalted over all the nations His Glory above the HeavensWho is like the Lord, our God The One who sits enthroned on HighHe who stoops to look down upon, down upon...
You’re a Good Good Father

You’re a Good Good Father

I’ve seen many searching for answers far and wide But I know we’re all searching for answers only you can provide ’cause you know just what we need before we say a word   Seems we’re all searching for answers these days. We ask, as...