When We Turn From Our Sin, And

I Made Real Sacrifices And Took Big Risks. But Living, It Seems To Me, Is Largely About Risk.

The Firefly Only Shines When On The Wing, So It Is With Us--when We Stop, We Darken.

Writing Is A Way Of Processing Our Lives. And It Can Be A Way Of Healing.

I'd Like You To Know That I Have Forgiven Him. Again And Again. Once Done, Course, Back Comes The Enemy To Persecute And Persecute, And I Must Ante Up To God And Forgive Yet Again.

Even The Roughest Character, Underneath All That Hurt, Is Someone Who Wants To Love And Be Loved.