I guess you could call this a “guest post,” but it’s not really a guest. It’s my wife. And I could not be more proud of the words she’s put together on this topic. She was planning to just post this on social media, but when I read it and it affected me the way it did, I wanted to be able to share it, too! I knew it...
I will never forget the drive to our first small group. It was a couple of years ago and my wife had finally convinced me to participate in one. We had been attending the services at church for several months, but neither of us had gotten up the courage to respond to the countless invitations to “plug in”. For whatever reason, my wife had made...
