Morning by Morning — Deanna Duncan
Elijah was living the life. Every morning, he woke up surrounded by God’s art gallery. The beauty of creation stretched all around him. In the morning, ravens would bring…
Elijah was living the life. Every morning, he woke up surrounded by God’s art gallery. The beauty of creation stretched all around him. In the morning, ravens would bring…
Fear. Four simple letters that have the ability to paralyze us. Why? Blame it all on the amygdalae. These tiny (no bigger than a few centimeters) almond-shaped things buried deep…
What is a girl supposed to do when she is left holding the DUST of her shattered dreams? Perhaps the dust came as a result of someone else's decision…