and Purposeful Prose
Image by Pexels from Pixabay Fear can be a liar. However, anxiety is real. If you’ve ever done battle with it, you'll understand what I mean. Nevertheless, fear doesn't have to have the final say. In fact, there are ways we can combat this scary foe. Scripture gives us some great insights into fear and [...]
ALWAYS THERE Any time is a good time To cry out to the LordWho comforts and faithfully answersWhen you're desperate and feeling wornAny time is a good timeTo trust, to taste and seeThat the Lord is goodAnd has good plansFor those who will pray and seekFor those who seek with heart and soulThose who search [...]
Image by Saiho from Pixabay Two years ago my parents moved far far away. Literally. It's not been easy living so far from them. This summer we took the long drive to spend some much-missed time in their company. With delays it took us 10 hours with a short stop in the middle for lunch. [...]
Image by Peggy und Marco Lachmann-Anke from Pixabay I began the day feeling like an impossible case. Yes, I'm sometimes hard on myself, but I'm also realistic. I acknowledge that I can do better. I need to do better, want to do better and that human beings in general fall short of the glory of [...]
Image by wal_172619 from Pixabay I've completed my college studies, at last! This is a big deal at my age. Continuing to work while attending part-time studies created a load that felt a tad heavy. It wasn't simply one 10-hour Saturday added to my week, it was also many continuous nights and weekends spent on [...]
Image by Ben Scherjon from Pixabay My College journey is nearing the finish line once again. Today was my last Saturday in class, thank the Lord! Ten hours in class, homework, and assignments, on top of what I was already carrying at work and home, felt like a marathon. Completely draining. I thought this was [...]
Continued from The Path... The beginning of this story starts HERE. Andrew was a lot like mushrooms after a bad rain. He just kept popping up. I never complained about this either. Since he worked at the other end of the mall, he’d drop by on his lunch breaks. So for the next month I [...]
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