He’s Gone

I don't talk a lot, socially speaking. Neither did Lars. So we'd just sit there. Cars and trucks passed. Bikes rolled by. The breeze might move the leaves of the scraggly bushes or thin branches of the young trees trying to grow up in the little patch of square dirt hemmed in by the sidewalk …

and the Mariachi said, “Is Jesus staying in this hospital…?”

Faces of Jesus: Mikey I wake up early Saturday morning and it feels like God is saying, Take your guitar, go to the hospital and play ‘Because He Lives.’ I pick up my hymnal and flip open to page 213. ‘Because He Lives’? God, I don’t even like this song. Growing up, we always sang …