My Story Pt IV

Those of you who have stuck with the long slog through my life are in luck: today is the 4th and final installment in this tale. And, the pay-off for all your hard work is a relatively happy ending. So, let’s get to it. Yesterday, I ended with this tidbit: “At the time, my oldest […]

My Story Pt III

Today, we come to the third chapter of the saga that is My Story. Monday, I started with the tale of my Leave It To Beaver-ish early years. Wednesday, I laid bare the time I spent as a member of a crazy-ass cult (though exactly a willing one). Today, the story spans a much longer time; almost 30 years […]

My Story Pt II

On Monday, I began telling you about my charismatic/evangelical upbringing. Part I of this story painted a fairly rosy picture of my early years, concluding it by telling you that rosy childhood ended in 1971 when my father met and became friends with Leon Williford. So, let’s pick up the story there. Leon Williford was a […]

My Story Pt. I

Several times since I started this blog, I’ve referenced some things in my childhood that were…, not good. Generally, they revolve around my family’s membership in a charismatic house church/cult. While I’ve alluded to this period of my life, I’ve never told you the whole story. That changes now. It’s not going to be easy […]