For Wilshire Baptist Church
On our way home we stopped at a grocery store we seldom visit. It was between rain showers on a busy Saturday afternoon, and as we joined the parade of people going in I looked into the face of a man and felt a familiarity. He turned his glance toward me and, yes, I knew who he was. As quickly as our eyes met we both looked away from each other. I leaned forward and whispered in LeAnn’s ear. She nodded, and I turned and walked back outside to sit in the car. Whew, that was a close call. Continue reading “#MeAlso”