Confessions

Personal Stories

Misplaced

I feel mighty misplaced some days.  Not lost, mind you; God always knows where I am!  But the world’s pollution sometimes distracts me so until I am doing nothing of any significance.  Admittedly, I allow myself to get caught up… Read More ›

Forgiving My Past

My first marriage was an abusive one. The relationship was brief, thankfully, and I rarely think about what I experienced at his hands. One memory, however, troubles me from time to time, a night of one of his unexpected explosions…. Read More ›