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American Values: A Christian Nation? (Journal)

Is America a Christian nation? When I was in elementary school, private, I was taught it was it. I was taught that America was governed by certain Christian principles and that is why we have some of the freedoms we... Continue Reading →

Glow (fiction)

He worked in silence; this idea had the potential to change not only her world but the world in general. Holding it up He watched the little globe of light spark, sizzle, hiss with fervor; He released it and watched... Continue Reading →

How Long? (psalm)

How long oh Lord will I make my home in the shadows? How long will tears be my pillow? Your face have a sought, but Your back is turned to me. Your blessings, You generously disburse to others while I... Continue Reading →

Journal: Marriage and the Ever After

So I'm up late listening to one of my favorite artists Mali Music and a song from his second album called "Heavy Love". Great song. Its all about finding love and making that thing last for the rest of your... Continue Reading →

Lessons (micro-fiction)

She knelt beside the bed, lost in somber thoughts. "This is the man You gave me; show me how to love him and show me how to keep him; I thought transparency in everything was what I the right way... Continue Reading →

Psalm of Marie (song)

Precious Lord take my small palm within Thine own. My soul is distressed within me. Those whose love and respect I've sought, Have eagerly seized my meager joys Without a second thought. My bosom friend has forsaken me. Be Thou... Continue Reading →

Stage Fright (poem)

I fear the lights, the people, the noise. I love the expression, the freedom, the passion. To do what I love, I must embrace, embody, The thing I've feared. Immerse

Intimacy (prose)

Picture this. Pine wood floors hold up wooden furniture, softened with fluffy pillows. The morning's coffee cools in a mug on the window sill. Seated on the couch, I read the morning paper. Reading glasses on so I can actually... Continue Reading →

Heart Speaks in Whispers (prose)

You speak to my heart in whispers, The quiet murmurings of a heart in tune with your still musings. The heart speaks in whispers, I hear you loud and clear. Translate  

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