I think it was the most beautiful shot I had ever hit; the ball sailed for what seemed like a mile and landed squarely in the middle of the fairway. And for a (very) brief moment I believed the lie. “I can do this; I’m good at this game,” I thought. The next several holes […]
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God’s Indwelling Presence
Photo by mensatic – morgueFile I remember a time in my childhood days when I tried to picture what God looked like. The best image I could muster was that of a very old man in with a long, flowing robe and a full white beard regally sitting on a golden throne. My image was […]