I remember reading the book of Acts and wondering, "Where is that power in the Church today?" The power to heal all manner of disease. Open the eyes of the blind. Cause the lame to walk, and deliver those oppressed by demons. It's in Matthew 16:13-19.

Do you have someone you can count on to tell you the truth? The real truth, and nothing but the truth. I hope so. We all need friends like that. A friend who, when you ask, "Hey, does this shirt make me look stupid?" may honestly reply,

Please don't ask me to remind you of anything, it will not end well. I'll forget, and the only thing you'll remember is asking me to remind you of something we've now both forgotten. My older friends frequently post memes on social media poking fun at the memory

Identifying someone's favorite sports team can be pretty easy. That is, if they're really a fan. The more committed the fan, the more evidence of their loyalty. Team colors proudly displayed throughout the home, on their vehicles, and perhaps a closet full of t-shirts, jerseys, hats,

One of the many "occupations" I've had over the years includes a journey into radio. First as a weekend deejay, and then moved into sports. Primarily football play-by-play, and color commentary . It was a great adventure from which I have wonderful memories. I was fortunate

I love dogs. All dogs. Need to make that abundantly clear because I'm about to pick on a specific breed for a moment. It's a popular breed, and I've been blessed to have them as a part of my family. And while this is not true

Have to say, love being back in the stream and watching God move. For the last few days I've been revisiting the early days of my walk with Christ.  As a new Believer I spent a lot of time in the book of Acts, seeing the power

The vision for Faithful Wounds was given almost 9 years ago. August 16, 2015 to be exact, the day I acquired the domain name. I've never lacked direction or clarity of purpose, but the will to do it wasn't always there. While there are various reasons why,

Acts chapter 3 records the healing of a certain lame man. A man carried daily to the gate of the temple. Who carried him? Scripture doesn't say. But I think it's safe to assume it was a friend or family member. Someone who loved him enough to

There were many things I loved about growing up in the San Joaquin Valley of California, among them the view of the mountains from the valley floor. Especially when covered in snow.  But as I got older the view began to change. The air became polluted, creating