Picking up the pieces

The other day I was thinking about how blessed I was to have found Jesus.  I remembered how, for lack of a better word, “broken”, I felt.  It wasn’t one of those things where I knew I wanted God in my life.  I didn’t.  I didn’t have an aversion to God, I was taught that there was a creator and that Jesus was … Continue reading

Sunday's Christmas Play

This last Sunday at church was the children’s play, and you know, to be honest, I was in such a bad mood, I didn’t want to go.

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