It was a lazy Sunday afternoon with beautiful weather. On the drive home from our lunch in Paragould, Blake reminded me that I had promised to fly a kite with him. We stopped at Dollar General and bought a $3 kite. The wind was very cooperative and launching the kite was so easy. We simply held it up, released it, and started giving it slack with the string. There was no need to run. We didn't even have to wait for a gust of wind. The next hour was spent having some of the best fun a father and son can have. Blake immediately took over and before long was maneuvering the kite like a pro. Our fun came to an end when Blake noticed the dark gathering clouds of a thunderstorm. As he hurried to get the kite down Blake let me know that he had no desire to repeat Benjamin Franklin's experiment. The storm blew through and our Sunday evening service started at 6 pm. From the first chorus we were met with an incredible move of God. Worship gushed from the hearts our people. It seemed tha
The random musings of a man who is trying to live what he discovers in God's word. Putting into practice the truths that we talk about on Sunday.