God’s love Satisfies

The last line of the old hymn describes the love of God with these beautiful words,  “Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made; Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade; To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean

When it Rains it Pours! You won’t believe this horror story actually happened to us!

    One day last month I came home from work to find my wife standing in the living room wearing one of those looks on her face that indicated something serious had happened. “What’s up?” I asked. “I have something to show you,” she began, “And I’m not sure but I think it is

Words from an Inmate

A man came into the counselor’s office this morning and asked if he could read a poem he had written about the pain of addiction. He began to read: Mom, dad, wife, & children too Everyone I love, seems I hate them too Running from home, spinning out of control Coming back around with holes