"Why, Soitenly!"

No matter how I tried, there was simply no relief.

I find myself more and more like the lady at the worship conference.

His living legacy as a preacher is reduced to a simple linguistic faux pas?

Yikes … have I now become my parents?

It’s been said that I am a bit grumpy. I contend it’s only a bit

Honestly, not my favorite day.

I know what you’re thinking: “Greg, you do not have the mental capacity to do math…” And you’re right.

That’s just about as tough as it gets for a church family.

“…she’ll forever be my little girl.”