Category: Trust

The Edge of My Mountaintop


Was it the heavy breeze of midnight that beckoned so sweetly Perhaps the moon flickering signals through fresh green boughs. Ah, it was a clarion call, high-toned sound of brass weeping in awe Enticing my adventurous soul once again to…

A Faithful God


Several years ago I tried to write a kind of memoir of my life for my children.  I have lived through a lot of history in my life, and I wanted them to see these events through my eyes.  When…