No Idea Whatsoever.

I have no idea why God picked me. I’ve never felt like anyone’s first choice; ever since I was little. And a lot of people have reinforced that feeling over the years. And, worse, I’ve agreed with them! Do you remember the Seinfeld episode where George Kostanza said he didn’t want to be a part…

40:40 Day 12

God speaks to me through license plates. Not all the time, mind you, but when he does it’s clear and so specific that I can’t believe otherwise. Take, for example, the time I was praying in my car, asking God to let me be completely open and without any pretense before him, laid bare in…