It is true; no one forgets their first experience of riding a bicycle. The feeling of flying, feeling breeze on every inch of your body like you’ve got wings is incomparable and everyone who could ride a bike knows what I mean so I think I need to say no more. 489 more words
Tags » Neighbour
WARNING!!! The following contains offensive language.
Right before our dad moved out West, he decided to write his long-time neighbour a brief goodbye letter.
With a thick, black Sharpie, on a blank sheet of printer-sized paper, in extra large fonts, our dad wrote, “Go fuck yourself you god damn miserable ugly son of a bitch.”
Years ago, I realized that I often had only one shot at communicating with an audience in some of the countries that I would visit. So, I asked myself, if I could only speak once to an audience, what were the most important things on worship that I could share? 1,476 more words