There is something about the end of September that invites us to slow down. The mornings feel a little cooler, the evenings arrive a little earlier, and somehow life begins to settle into a quieter rhythm. It's the season of warm drinks, well-loved sweaters, changing leaves, and finding joy in the little things that make an ordinary day feel special! 10/1/26
I wondered if anyone else truly cared about preserving the great experiment that is America, or if I stood alone on the hill I am fully willing to die on that shouts America’s exceptionalism. But then I stood in that grandstand. 5/28/26
I’m not going to pretend we haven’t heard this before. But I am going to assert that so few of us have acted on this message, the world around us feels no compulsion to change, and I will also state that this is a serious problem. One you and I will answer for in Eternity. 12/30/25
