By Sherma-Jacqueline Felix During this time of year, a lot of people think about traditions. My family does as well. When my daughter was younger, one of her favorite traditions was to be able to stay up until midnight, so…
By Sherma-Jacqueline Felix I posted this on my Facebook page recently and I would like to expound on it: For some reason I mistakenly thought that the political drama, hatred, and vitriol would be gone after the elections, but sadly,…
I am a flower, I am a tree, to bugs that I do not see, I glow in the middle of the rain shower, us flowers are full and growing, living and dying, and knowing. All things of this world…
By Kristen Wells A 20-year-old young woman sits in the dark, heavy with sin. Chest heaving and face burned with tears, crying out for forgiveness, “Oh wretched man that I am…” Asking to be released from the overbearing burden, “Who…
By Kristen Wells Where oh where has the white picket fence gone? Do you remember those days? When the “American Dream” was being married with two kids, a dog, and a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence. …