Dad’s Home

One of the greatest sounds I get to hear happens when I pull in the drive and walk through the door. Three high-pitched voices squealing... "Dad's Home!Dad's Home" I don't arrive home to this procession every time. But, I know one day those squealing voices will silence and the house will be much emptier. I … Continue reading Dad’s Home

Something’s Missing

No substitute will fill this need in you for human relationship. Not money. Not achievement. Not busyness. Not books. Not even God Himself. Even though this man was in a state of sinless perfection, he was "alone.' And it was "not good."