I really dislike baseball. In fact, if you ever find me at a game, I am only there for the hot dogs and the fellowship with friends. I… Continue
Just Call Me Hagar
I can see her running. Garments catch the wind and dust billows around her sandal-ed feet. Hair wet with sweat and bitter tears wraps her face like a… Continue
Kissing Frogs
I sat on my aunt’s squishy couch, legs folded under one another. My elbows rested on my knees and I looked to the heavens for my answer to… Continue
Mad at God
He’s been quiet lately. Silent even. And distant. Though my head tells me my Lord is in fact very present, my heart feels as if He’s far away…. Continue