Category: Writing

Wisdom from an Eighth Grader

I apologize for being so bad at posting regularly… In eighth grade my literature teacher started every class off by asking us a question to get our brains warmed up.  I just found the journal where I recorded some my answers and I swear I was smarter back then than I am now.  The answers…

I Met God at the Beach

I met God at the beach today. The water called to me all the way there; I could it feel it pulling at my blood. My feet sank into the sand as if they had always been there. The footprints of God covered the beach, showing the paths He had walked with others before me.…

Dreaming of Africa

I just spoke on the phone with the man that is going to help me go to Africa.  Even as I write these words my heart is still pounding from the excitement and I cannot quite believe this is really happening.  Through nothing less than divine providence a series of events has fallen into place…

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