February 4, 2024

I was 24 when I met my now wife.  Like most guys my age, I had dated a few women, but none that I really thought I could see myself marrying. To be fair though, that wasn’t really a problem with them, it more had to do with my immature mindset towards marriage in general. […]

I’m not old (I don’t think). At a relatively youthful 37 years of age, I feel like I still have a lot of life ahead of me. But even I can recognize the difference between me now and me 10 years ago. The “me” of my 20’s was racked with anxiety, consumed with fears about

Abraham’s reputation amongst the Canaanites in which he dwelt was bulletproof.  He was fabulously wealthy, commanded his own personal army (that he used to rescue Lot), and had a regular audience with kings.  It’s no surprise then that when it came time to bury his beloved wife Sarah, the people of the land told him