Originally posted on July 25, 2014.

When I sat down on the front porch to talk with Chuck Tannery, neither of us could have anticipated the transformation God intended for our hour together. It was the first time we had any extended conversation. Since I lived down the street, our most frequent interaction was an exhausted wave as I jogged by with our toddlers in the running stroller. This was supposed to be an equally brief wave, a quick stop on the way somewhere else, but God had a different itinerary for my day. [ . . . ]  [read more]