A COVID Thanksgiving

I grew up on a dead-end dirt road, running barefoot, with pig-tails, and a cap-gun strapped to each hip.  My imaginary world was wonderful, and I lived in it as much as possible, but by the end of the day it would dissipate and the reality of poverty and fear would take over.  My mom,…

God is My Refuge

Friends, my emotions have been tossed to and fro like leaf in the wind. The political scene in America has taken the peace that God promises I can have if I but put my trust in Him. But these questions ring heavy in my mind, “…but God, how can I trust when this man has…