A MOTHER’S PRAYER THAT HALLMARK WON’T USE — SALVATION STORY #25
My Mother’s Day plans for this year were no different than they have been in the past two years. I planned to stay home, not get out of my pajamas,
My Mother’s Day plans for this year were no different than they have been in the past two years. I planned to stay home, not get out of my pajamas,
Last night, as I was sleeping I dreamt — marvelous error! — that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs
I haven’t written for a while because the trip to Asia took a lot out of me! But the stories I have to tell! Before I left I prayed for
This is the edited version of the blog I sent out last night. Apparently, the tears that were still in my eyes blinded me to all the typos or I
I went to a movie with my parents tonight — that seems to be a new American Christmas tradition, doesn’t it? My dad picked it out — War Horse. All
There’s a right time for birth and another for death, A right time to kill and another to heal, A right time to rip out and another mend, A right
“The invisible dragon roared, I cowered, and what I’ve called “the impostor” was born, a shadow to the my eight-year-old life. The impostor is a fake version of yourself, and
“His name was Samson, the long-haired strong man who took Nazarite vows, the last and most famous of the Old Testament judges, the warrior who slew the lion with his