I’m that guy.
I just threw my friend to the zombies so I could get away. I even shot him in the leg, so he would fall, and zombies could devour him while I ran like hell.
I just threw my friend to the zombies so I could get away. I even shot him in the leg, so he would fall, and zombies could devour him while I ran like hell.
The work-in-progress box isn’t just a box of “to-do” papers in a second-grade classroom.
Rejection – You don’t own me. My appearance doesn’t define me. I don’t have to please people to find happiness.
I hope my kids remember that Valentine’s Day isn’t only for lovers.
I realize my brother had no idea he murdered my pet. He just thought he was doing the same thing we did at the lake, the day before.
Manna…from heaven. God’s gift to the Israelites in the wilderness. He sent it to satisfy their hunger and remind them God would meet their needs – even when they wandered in the wilderness. And yet… Manna was a gift from God himself. It was a gift from God himself. So, who in their right mind…
skeleton in room with pumpkins
The gift of a kaleidoscope brings smiles to a little girl and even more to her mother.
It’s raining in our lives right now. Actually, it’s pouring. I feel like we are the ground – saturated to the point we can’t absorb the rain. Yet the rain falls. And falls. And falls some more.
I sat alone in my room, contemplating my life. I was just lectured about panty appropriateness by a first-grader. But worse – I defended myself… How did this even become an issue?
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