Several weeks ago… maybe even a couple of months… the Lord blessed me with a vision of Himself through a spontaneous moment that I had with my son, Bennett. This vision -this revelation, if you will – has sat in my heart, periodically stirring, slowly growing, carefully maturing.
It all started with those freakin’ spider crickets. Cave crickets? What are their names? You know the ones that look demon possessed and indicate no clear direction of their jumping trajectory, popping as randomly as popcorn in a hot pan. There are few things worse in this world than an unpredictable cricket.