Today I came across a video of a homeless man joining a musician in worship (boy, this video makes me cry such good tears!) and it reminded me of something I wrote shortly after we moved to the backwoods of Tennessee. (Really, a trip to Houston should not freak me out all that much, seeing how […]

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