Breakfast with Sherwood – Lessons from the Wilderness

This morning I sit at the dining table where my husband, Phil, and I often sat with our dear friend, Sherwood Carthen – or “Bishop”, as many called him. ¬†As I enjoy a cup of coffee and a scrambled egg, I can almost see Sherwood, sitting across the table, rolling his eyes as he tells the story of some “nonsense” that happened this past week as he struggled to be the...
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