"wait And See" Is No Easier Now

As We Walk Our Individual Life Journeys, We Pick Up Resentments And Hurts, Which Attach Themselves To Our Souls Like Burrs Clinging To A Hiker's Socks. These Stowaways May Seem Insignificant At First, But, Over Time, If We Do Not Occasionally Stop And Shake Them Free, The Accumulation Becomes A Burden To Our Souls.

Roses Can Grow In Slums Just As Weeds Can Grow Around Mansions.

We Plan Our Lives In Long, Unbroken Stretches That Intersect Our Dreams The Way Highways Connect The City Dots On A Road Map. But In The End We Learn That Life Is Lived In The Side Roads, Alleys, And Detours.

Life Is Not A Sprint. It Was Never Meant To Be. It Is Just A Step Of Faith After Another.

My Grandfather, A Devout Christian, Had The Gift Of Healing.