…The Rest Is His Story

bookswithsoul

For the stories that stay with you—and the ones you save.

  • “Jesus, take the syllables. I can’t.”

    There I was. Sitting in the holy circle of folding chairs. Minding my own business. Things started out peaceful, as usual. We’ve got coffee, highlighters, people nodding with purpose, and a light sprinkle of “mmm-hmm” to let the leader know… Continue reading

  • The Ones I Brought Home

    Some people ask what book I could read over and over again. But I don’t just read books—I greet them. Walk into my house and you’ll see what I mean. They’re everywhere. Perched in corners, cradled in crates, stacked with… Continue reading