yesterday was our english bulldog's 9th birthday. his name is max. well, it's actually maximus drake milinovich. but you can call him max. hard to believe he's been enriching our lives for so long. we love you max! even though you snore and track mud in the house, and like the smell of your own pee, and slobber everywhere and cost us a fortune in vet bills and shed like it's your job. we love you anyway. no matter what.
a collection of words about God and life and art and baseball and football and hope and my family and my ministry and music and the immense joy in each moment of all of it. it's a record of being human. welcome.