I am not my own

I am not my own.These hands, these thoughts,this hodge podge of talents and emotions,this unique blend of personhoodWas created,Formed in … More

This is the day

I was twelve when my grandmother lay dying in a hospital bed in Kansas City. I missed having her hug … More

He was the cousin of the only son of God. His own purpose was God given and prophesied about: “to … More