I’m packing again for the second time in less than a year. It’s really not big news, since most of you had figured out a long time ago that I’m moving back to Mobile, Alabama in a couple weeks. May 10th is my last day in Fort Worth. Mobile isn’t an easy place for me...
I ate well for Thanksgiving. This was the first (I think) time I didn’t spend the holiday with my family. I spent part of my Thanksgiving break during my senior year of high school in Washington, DC on a choir trip, but I think I was home for the actual celebration. My friends Britt and...
It’s never good when you get a phone call from a friend asking you to find a local rehab; it’s worse when it’s someone you know who needs the help. Halloween night I participated in an intervention that nearly didn’t happen. That we found our friend at all is a testament to God; every step...
Today one of Britt’s old youth (who shall remain anonymous), who now lives in the Fort Worth area, needed an intervention. Recently his friends left some beer in his car, and he got a ticket as a result. While he’s a good kid (of 20), he needs some big brotherly help getting back on track....
