Real Manhood, Swagger or Stagger?
This past weekend our community was once again invaded by a group of men from Indiana. Their presence is not noticeable unless you sell fishing licenses or donuts in the early morning. They come to fish and bond as a group of men, but more than this, they come to draw close to their Savior. Late each evening they gather to reflect on the memories of the day and then to look deeply into themselves. The place men fear to go, yet a place that Christ knows intimately.