Today was my firstborn’s ninth birthday. Happy Birthday Thatchman!

Today was my firstborn’s ninth birthday. Happy Birthday Thatchman!

I’m in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, spending time with Jeff Lawrence, a good friend of mine who happens to be a new church planter at
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