By Jim Whitt It’s 4:58 PM, Tulsa time. I’m staring at the screen on my laptop surveying what will be my new website. I sent the latest changes for the site to Damon, my technology guru earlier today in a Word document. Suddenly, the changes start to appear miraculously on the screen much like the proverbial hand writing on the wall as described in the book of Daniel. I blinked a couple of times. I’ve been working too hard, I thought and called Damon, “Are you messing with me? I see the changes I sent to you appearing magically on… Read More
