Sometimes the words fade… ~Mark Wayne, chapter 17, Page 149 This chapter was not only one of, but…
So, who are they? And why do we listen to them anyway? The world tells us what to…
a blowing wind swirls endlessly in perfect harmony with the rhythm of our repeated sins an unrelenting rain…
What one small thing can you do today to venture outside your comfort zone, where true growth and…
As the storms rage here in the Pacific Northwest, my thoughts turn to the storms that rage in…
In the solitude of night as waking dreams linger. Still cloaked in the promise of the morning’s first…
