My First Novel Is Loaded With Food

In World War One, They Called It Shell Shock. Second Time Around, They Called It Battle Fatigue. After 'nam, It Was Post-traumatic Stress Disorder.

There's Nothing Trite About Being Consoled In A World That Does Everything In Its Power To Deliver Sorrow.

Paul Said In The Second Epistle...the Time Is Coming When People Will Not Put Up With Sound Doctrine...they Will Accumulate For Themselves Teachers To Suit Their Own Desires, And Will Turn From The Truth And Wander Away To Myths.

The Significant, Life-forming Times Are The Dull, In-between Times.

Love Is An Endless Act Of Forgiveness.