The Crazy Man in the Pew

I'm sure I cannot be the only one. But maybe I am. You know, the one guy (or gal) standing in the pew—or row nowadays—singing at the top of his lungs, but doesn't really emote much of a sound? Yep, that's me. My "top of his lungs" is really a faint whisper. You should be... Continue Reading →

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