“This is my football.” It was the only way I knew how to explain my love of Fixer Upper to my bewildered husband. Since the show aired, I would plunk myself down, yell in frustration (who picks a midcentury modern over a classic Victorian, I mean, come on!?), and...
Sifting, church. A great sifting is taking place in our ranks. Destructive ideologies are infiltrating the church. Culturally reinforced Christianity is, for the most part, a thing of the past. (Which I’m actually kinda okay with. It’s about time that the only people...
