EP!C To say that I had an overactive imagination as a child would be the understatement of the century. My imagination ran like it drank a Red Bull every thirty minutes. It stayed in overdrive. Whether it was imagining what it would be like if we walked on the ceiling instead of the floor or… View Article

Omar was nine years old the first time we ever met. He was a normal kid by most standards. He loved baseball, liked school, and was just a generally happy kid. Omar was the son of a friend of mine that I worked with. Omar and I hit it off almost immediately. Omar, like his… View Article

I discovered the first part of Isaiah 30:15 early this summer: “For thus says the Lord GOD, the Holy One of Israel: “In returning and rest you shall be saved; In quietness and confidence shall be your strength.” I loved it.  It was just for me during those first hectic months of residency when my body… View Article