The Seven Deadly Sins, Aren’t.

When God’s gifts become our gods.

When Anger Becomes the Atmosphere

I grew up in a house where there was a screaming fight every single day. Anger wasn’t an event; it was the daily weather forecast. By the time I left home, anger felt like it was just how people communicated.

Years later, during my first marriage, I got into listening to talk radio. I had a 10-minute commute to work. I’d …