This is simply an ineffectual collection of thoughts, stories, theories, ramblings, half-truths, copy and pastes that are sporadically charged with a lie or two. Coming from a kid on a farm who dreamed of a boardroom that is now a man in a boardroom dreaming of a farm.

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A Place Called Grace

So many years I heard it told The story of compassion A prodigal son who left the fold And found no satisfaction On my knees, Lord, I cried out to You “I’m so alone but if there’s room in Your house for one more I’m ready to come back home” I know there is a…

This is simply an ineffectual collection of thoughts, stories, theories, ramblings, half-truths, copy and pastes that are sporadically charged with a lie or two. Coming from a kid on a farm who dreamed of a boardroom that is now a man in a boardroom dreaming of a farm.

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