Sunday, November 17, 2019
True Stories

True Stories

The Back Seat Again? I Don’t Think So!

So there I was, a five year old or thereabouts in the midst of other children from schools across the state. It was a presidential party for children who distinguished themselves academically that year. Not to blow my own...


Unholy Part 1

I could not see his face because he had his back to me, but there was something very familiar about his outlines. There was...

Showers Of Blessings

Burden of the Heart