Water Under the Bridge

Jesus wept. ~John 11:35 He suffered scorn, he was ridiculed and mocked, bruised and beaten. He did not…

As I navigate the publishing waters and my upcoming #memoir I find myself often at the edge of…

It is easy to believe in whispered lies. As our hearts spiral downward, a sweet poison is the…

In the last few paragraphs of this chapter I paraphrase the C.S. Lewis quote about nonsense questions that…

memories, like softly falling rain drip endlessly, from grief-stricken eyes running down, sad red-sallow faces pools form, from…

Drained to my very inner core, right through to the marrow of my bones. Hiding behind the misinterpreted,…

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