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 was one stop in particular: a single mother and her young son. Every morning, they ran. Every morning, she looked embarrassed and out of breath, trying to juggle a backpack, a lunchbox, and a tired little boy. I noticed the other drivers would pull away if she wasn’t there on time. So, I started waiting. Not long. Just enough. She eventually asked me why. I told… Read More
Loving Your Neighbor
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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 and not recognize the man staring back. Years ago, I went through my own season of darkness. I wasn’t in jail, but I might as well have been - stuck in choices I didn’t know how to get out of, ashamed of who I’d become, and convinced God had run out of patience with me. One day, a man invited me to sit… Read More
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There’s something incredibly special about spending your entire life in one place. I’m 65 years old, and I spent the first 18 of them on Johnson Road in Wallburg, North Carolina. It’s a quiet, meandering road dotted with ranch homes, farmland, and good people. I was blessed with an idyllic childhood there. My father must have known that my siblings and I wouldn’t want to stray far from the nest, because he wisely purchased land just two miles away for us to build on. As soon as I got married, I knew exactly where I would settle down. Over the years, I’ve… Read More
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As a kid who lived on the streets of Uganda for almost five years, I know what it feels like to grow up in a world where love, caring, and kindness are nowhere to be found. But I was helped by the kindness of a stranger who brought me to the Lord. And wanting to change life’s path for kids that have been neglected, I have now fostered 47 children and adopted 6 kids, all as a single dad. I had a very abusive father; so abusive that I thought he would eventually kill me. This led me to run away… Read More
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My experience with Lifecare Hospice began in 2006 when my dear friend Ronda and I decided to train as volunteers. We were assigned to hospice patients in various nursing facilities in our county where we played our guitars and sang duets for each client, making every effort to find music to which each individual would joyfully respond. Ironically, our very first assignment was a former neighbor of mine. It was such a pleasure and blessing to be able to minister to my dear friend in her final days; and it was a definite confirmation to me that this was indeed something… Read More
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Though most people can sympathize with those in prison, I also have empathy. When I was much younger, I got into racketeering and bank fraud. Being incarcerated for five and a half years in federal prison was rough, but it could have been much worse. I was lucky enough to get into a drug and alcohol program and got out early for good behavior. I did not like being in jail, but it did help to change my whole thought process. Before I went to jail, I was a lukewarm Christian, but when you get knocked down and have your roughest… Read More






