In Debt

In Debt

I had only been a pastor for a very short time in southwest Virginia. Our congregation was meeting in a 24’ x 36’ cinderblock building, painted on the inside and outside. No air-conditioning. No classrooms. No restrooms—had to have good kidneys to attend our...
Imagine

Imagine

Imagine you passed by two acres of property oddly situated between a main highway and a commercial construction site. The land had no certain attraction having been cut off from what had once been a farm. An aging thirty-foot one-bedroom mobile home spoke of past...
Reaping What We Sow

Reaping What We Sow

This past Saturday was a phenomenal day. Hundreds of youth from across Virginia came to Covenant Church for a talent competition in multiple categories. People flowed through our buildings. Our own juniors and teenagers sang, presented paintings/drawings, and competed...
The Rain

The Rain

There has been talk of needing rain. I have heard comments that the ground is “dry”. Rain came. Rain. Rain. Days of rain. It is still raining tonight as I write. I can hear it beating against the windows. Laila and I drove home after 10 PM from a...