Recovery taught me that nights are the hardest. That’s when the noise gets loud and the loneliness creeps in. That’s when people decide whether they’re going to make it through until morning. So, I answer my phone. I tell people they…
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Desiree was born into a broken family, and endured mental and physical abuse throughout her childhood. At the young age of six, her parents divorced, and she was shuffled from one family member to the next. Her Mom was…
I start my route before the sun comes up. Same streets, same stops, and same faces. People think driving a bus is just about staying on schedule, but after years behind the wheel, I’ve learned it’s really about noticing people. There…
As the youngest of eight, raised modest in the Kentucky hills, we knew hard work and Scripture. When God called me into ministry, family questioned this calling due to it not being how they believed. By then, I had…
I give free haircuts once a week to men coming out of jail, rehab, or homelessness. People ask me why I do it, and the truth is simple: I know what it feels like to look in the mirror…
After I had some heart issues, I began walking to improve my health. Walking was a form of mediation, and an invitation to grow in both my physical and spiritual stamina. As I was hustling through the mall, it…