“He traced a line in the dirt with his toe. ‘This is a battlefield. Has been since Cain killed Abel. And don’t let it get complicated. Gray it ain’t. It’s black and white. Good versus evil. You might as well choose sides right now.’” “Because of the war, he explained, they could see things as they truly are. The promise of […]
Please bear with for a couple of moments whilst I try to make heart ‘n soul sense of something that’s been squeezing me for the last several days. . 1. God saved me from hell’s damnation lake of fire when I accepted the Lord of lords as my personal Savior. (He, gave His Son, Jesus, […]
[Yesterday I wrote a letter to God. And today, well, I've got one for America. I'm dismayed and a little discouraged, but not downcast, nor hopeless. Why? My salvation is secure. If you don't yet know the Lord as your Savior, but wanna know more, leave me a note in the comments. If you haven't […]
. I don’t wanna pick a fight. I just wanna know… as Christians, united by Christ to the very God of our salvation, how do you decide your vote? . And you He made alive, who were dead in trespasses and sins, in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of […]
. . . To Darlene, Lots of folks are better than you and loads of women are purtier than you. Lots are way more articulate, better word-weavers, and most have knacks for garnering attention. And you? Well, you are just you. Darlene. Country girl. Law school drop-out. And probably the most unfashionable woman in America. […]
.. For the last several years, autumn has proved to be a very challenging time of year for me and my family. Despite all the blood -n- bumps, mud -n- guts, and impending winters, the good remains unscathed. .. When the good is God, our hope always shines bright. Because how can it be anything […]
. . Dear God – . Seems I’ve got some decisions to make, and quite frankly, the whole process of thinking and deciding and figuring is wearing me ragged. Ragged like the bottoms of my too-long jeans that drag through dirt and get trampled underneath my muck boots. Well, before I entered the decision-making arena, […]
. . There once was a girl, not blonde and cute and teeny-tiny like her sister and mom; but rather, dark-haired, ordinary, ornery and sorta strong. She compared herself. And when she looked around, she saw others doing the same. She decided comparing was a waste of time. It’s not like she could change. Her […]
. . 1. Waller on the ground. 2. Feed off a big mound o’ crappola. 2. When you find yourself in the dark, grab onto a stinky ole turd and hide. . . OR . . 1. Stay in the tree. 2. Keep outta the crappola. 2. When you do fall, reach for the light […]
. Every now and then I select an image of mine and use it as a writing prompt. (I’ll list the other ones I’ve done down at the bottom, boys and girls.) I have a couple of other friends who do this too, but we don’t do all that fancy-pants linky-lou stuff, we just write. […]
