storytelling
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Confessions of a Texas Hardened Criminal
I have a confession to make. I am a hardened criminal. Not because of that Texas roll at a stop sign last Tuesday — you know, the kind where you respectfully acknowledge the sign but don’t fully commit — but… Continue reading
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Not Just for Hunger
My favorite thing to cook depends on the moment.My guests matter just as much as the food—sometimes more. What I cook is never just for hunger. Cooking, like living, works best when you don’t overstay at the stove. You step… Continue reading
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What a Name Learns
My first name was a beginning stroke.Given before courage.Before the world made its demands.In time, my name learned me. It doesn’t waste syllables.It’s short. Memorable. A little defiant.It does not ask permission to enter a room. It sits cross-legged and… Continue reading
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It’s Time That Teaches Us How to Listen…
It’s Time That Teaches Us How to Listen The more time we spend in Scripture,we learn it doesn’t just inform us—it forms us. Those roots don’t rush.They settle deep into our thoughts, our responses, our speech,quietly shaping our hearts and… Continue reading
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I Don’t Fit Inside First Impressions
“What’s the first impression you want to give people?” If I’m honest, I don’t think much about first impressions.Not because I’m careless, but because I’m a storyteller who knows that one voice is never enough to explain a whole heart.… Continue reading
...The Rest Is His Story 