A memoire of sorts
I am alone but Am I alone? A chasm seperating my being of goat heads and a lamb slain betwixt knowledge and wisdom betwixt the world and the Word caught in the intrepid dance between being teased and wanting to please my life runs amok and my blood curdles because I am so lost in... Continue Reading →
Every time I feel the impulse to plot revenge fantasies, I remember what Jesus said to Pontius Pilate "You would have no authority over Me unless it were given to you from above. Therefore the one who handed Me over to you is guilty of greater sin." Every time some one sticks a dagger down your gut,... Continue Reading →
Life Less Ordinary 