*This is an old story I published elsewhere. "Erase me Give me a new body Let me die and wake up as someone else Feel the jagged lines on me Wipe away this memory" I believe that every one of us has scars. Memories of the injuries that we have because of the… Continue reading The Girl With The Beautiful Scars
Can you pass this test? Can you choose to hold on to God’s promises in spite of the circumstances around you? Can you spot the counterfeit and choose righteously this time? Will you guard your heart with all diligence and no more make room for the enemy’s devices? Can you choose faith over feelings- waiting… Continue reading Can You Pass This Test?
Hmmm. I couldn’t wait to write this post, but it’s taken a week to put it down. I’ll be honest and say I find it a little daunting a task. The journey is the discovery. It’s something freeing for me to put those words down. It’s like I’m experiencing a catharsis. I had waited for… Continue reading The Journey Is The Discovery
He looked up from the magazine he had picked from the collection placed in no particular order, on the small coffee table, in the middle of the compact, but well managed room. The full toothed smiles the photographed mouths gave him did nothing to allay his discomfort. The receptionist hummed a local tune and flashed… Continue reading The Girl With The Orange Purse: Short Fiction
I’ve heard it said that we are our own worst critics. I believe that to be true, if only to a good extent. But I bet you may already know. You may be well acquainted with that inner condemner, the one that tells you how little you are, and how much of a failure you’ll… Continue reading That Creepy Inner Voice