Come for a magic carpet ride on the rapids and eddies of my mind. These are random thoughts.
There are seasons in life where our emotions become a jumble, and we feel as though we are being tossed around in violent rapids–drowning for want of breath.
It’s a day late and there isn’t a dollar in sight, but I can’t break the tradition of subjecting folks to the chaos that swirls around my head. These are random thoughts.
My brain is a strange place. Please allow me to share it with you through my random thoughts.
One of the things I’ve discovered over the years is the call to pastoring means spending a great deal of time in the maelstrom we call, “grief.”
Strap on your water skies and get ready to ride the wake that is my mind. This is random thoughts. Take up slack… hit it!