“His soul, it seemed to him, was more than empty. It was desiccated, reduced to the powder of its substance and now in danger of being blown away by the first puff of the dawn wind that presaged the sun.” — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“The bass guitarist looked like he had been buried for ten years, had just been dug up, and was rather disappointed with the scene… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“I am Christ as he was. He is not important; his way is important," Bobby answered. "Tell us about the way," another Evangel in… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“And eighteen times this easy gesture, this stooping over with the tee between the fingers, the ball hidden, protected in the perspiring palm, the… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“New beatitudes came from him [Bobby]: “Blessed are those who live in hovels, for God will give them palaces in heaven.” He gave them… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“It’s just a stupid game,” my wife had always told me. How could I explain it was more than just a game...It was the… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“His soul, it seemed to him, was more than empty. It was desiccated, reduced to the powder of its substance and now in danger… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“Blessed be the stone masons, for they shall lay bricks of gold on the streets of heaven for their wives to walk upon. Blessed… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“Woe! Woe! Woe! "Woe be unto the pastors that destroy and scatter the sheep of His pasture! "Woe to him that buildeth a town… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image
“On April 1, the Holy Spirit descended into the body of President Jerry Falwell I, who, it turned out, was in the last year… — Randy Attwood Copy Share Image