I used to listen to podcasts of Ed Dobson with his son Kent when they were guest speakers at Mars Hill Church. I wondered what was wrong with his voice, maybe a stroke? Turns out he has ALS.
My grandson Archer spoke to my soul over his first birthday cake. His current vocabulary consists of uh-oh, stop, go, mama, dada, and thank you. Yet, he delivered a message to me that I believe was straight from God. We were enjoying... Continue Reading →