Praise, Prayer, Praise

I always looked forward to returning home from a ministry trip. My little boys would leap at me with joy the moment I opened the front door. They would yell excitedly “Daddy, daddy, daddy!”, accompanied with hugs and kisses. Then they would ask me, “Did you get a present for us?” I would rummage around in my suitcase, as my …

Rod PlummerPraise, Prayer, Praise