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Radio Host:         “So today on our morning show, we have the great pleasure of speaking with Connor Hope, head football coach of the Saint Michael’s Spartans.   I am especially honored since I played middle linebacker and special teams on the 2005 state championship squad. “Welcome coach, I’ve really been looking forward to having this sit down.   This sort of marks your fifth annual visit to the station to share your thoughts of the previous season.”   Coach Hope:       “Always glad to sit down with you Jon and discuss insights about the past season and those in the future.”   Radio Host:        “So first off, disappointed with the season’s final outcome?”   Coach Hope:      “We won eight games, schedule was tough, had a few key injuries.   This was a fabulous team.   Five or six of the seniors will be playing division two or three ball in...

Often I pray for things I don't require, trinkets in life You know I don't really need. I am Your child, we are Your children, believing we need the glitter of this world. We belong to You Lord, nourish us as You would the sparrow, dress us like the lilies of the field. Walk among us, guide us down the road You desire most for our travel. We are Yours, we belong to You. I hope my prayer is not childish, that it is found important to You. I know You hear my every cadence and promise to give me only good things. Still, I know I am a child and my voice needs to be uttered with simplicity and humility. You know the deepest prayer in my heart today.  You know my unspoken sonnet for tomorrow. And You answer always, because we belong to You. I am Yours. My wife and family are Yours. Wrap us in Your embrace and secure us from all that binds our minds to worry. Often I pray for those closest to me, the gifts You have loaned to me. Caress their wounds when the world put...

Will you open the door when the knocking disturbs your routine? I'm not selling religion, politics or encyclopedias. You think I am the outcast, the hungry, the thirsty, the one without shelter. So you sit back in your chair, bring your book of romance into view and live a fantasy. I will not cease to knock, an annoyance in your life, hoping soon you will realize I have so much more to offer than what you choose to receive. copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr.

When the world steals our focus on the road ahead, adding stones to the path causing us to stumble. When it shows our eyes falsehoods of its design and the trail leads to thickets too dense to pass. When the world takes our faith and tries to crush every truth we believe. When its politics degrade and its offspring tell us we are the weeds, they are the wheat. When the world calls you foolish and tells us we must be more tolerant of sin and other creeds. When it holds trial against the Word you believe... What will you do? copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

They throw a robe over His shoulders, these soldiers of a foreign creed. He does not defend Himself when they spit and swear. They crown Him with thorns of mockery and then lash His flesh open with their whips. He is humiliated and condemned, forced to carry the tools of His execution. He bleeds, He falls and new wounds are opened. The robe is wagered His hands and feet are bound. He is a criminal, born to die. And as He breathes His final breath all truth is laid out for the spectators. He loves them all. He forgives the soldier who swung the hammer. He forgives those who cast lots. He forgives those who forsake Him and He forgives those who condemn. Unwittingly, the hatred of the many has given love to more. And the grace that pours from His wounds will forever change the world. copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author