Laughter in Prayer

I’ll never forget the first time I laughed during a prayer. I (almost) thought I’d done something wrong, but it felt so good, so I knew it was something right. Every since then, I let it flow in prayer.

Well, on Friday night, at the last minute, I decided to go to Elijah Mountain to hear Stephen Meyering. As I was walking down the street, I saw a homeless couple, leaning against the wall, drinking. Continue reading

Hope Looking Back

Last night, I had the privilege of speaking to about twenty women in an AA meeting at the San Diego Rescue Mission. It turned out to be a “mandatory” meeting for these ladies, and by the looks on some of their faces, you could tell, but by the end of the meeting, I saw hope in every set of eyes looking back at me. Continue reading