The sun’s shining, the birds are singing, and life is copacetic. Having an anvil drop on your rainbows and kittens isn’t even on the radar. But then it happens. A cold wind blows. The birds scatter. And life throws up
The truth is supposed to set you free, but sometimes that’s hard to see when you’re in the middle of the darkness wondering how things will ever get better. I’m sitting in the hospital as I type. No sleep, so
Perhaps God is less interested in the outcome and more interested in how we walk through the pain. Being a warrior sometimes hurts. I seem to have overlooked an important detail in the whole Warrior thing. Pain. To be a
There appears to be a place just south of common sense where victims go to make their permanent residence. It’s a sprawling estate replete with all kinds of rooms where the simple person can share a lament and look
