Why It Is Not Helpful To Tell Me To Leave

Why It Is Not Helpful To Tell Me To Leave

My arms ached. My back would feel it tomorrow. My fingers frozen from the nip of the wind. Tears welled in my eyes as I began to feel sorry for myself and the pathetic situation I was in. Again. As a single mother, snowfall doesn’t mean hot cocoa, snowmen, and...
Like a Thief in the Night….

Like a Thief in the Night….

Congratulations, folks! We just survived yet, another rapture prediction. I have to say; I’m not quite so sure why “summer solstice” would usher in the endtimes….but whatever. This is nothing new to me. When I was in sixth grade, my parents decided it was time...