Foundational Weapons For A Modern War
The first time she was a mother, we figured we were ready. Oh, how we learned. The second baby we knew for only ten weeks. We were not ready for that either. The third time she was a mother during one of the hardest times of our marriage, but she made her
I’m so sorry. It seems like everything has changed, or is in the process of doing so. I understand it’s hard, and I wish I could restore the past. I can’t. No person can, and the result is simply emptiness and the pain that accompanies it. So much is different now because
Did you know you can buy a demon on Etsy? I wasn’t aware there was much of a market for that kind of thing, but I learned that for less than a hundred bucks you can invite the devil to come and play in your house. There are plenty available on eBay
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When my wife and I were first dating, she asked me, “What are you passionate about?” Since I didn’t know Jesus at the time, and I was smart enough not to say football, I answered as all men should if we are truthful about it. “Food,” I said. If she had asked
The Saturday started out like any other. I rolled into the back door of work while finishing my coffee and noticed my manager opening our department by himself. Oh, looks like the opener called in sick. She did, but no problem. We typically ran our department with five employees to meet the
I was supposed to like the movie. Not only was I supposed to like it, I really should have been cheering it on. Considering the film’s message, I should help move its Metacritic score above sixty, and leave a review to bump up the Rotten Tomatoes audience certification to Fresh. The critics
You don’t always appreciate a person the first time you meet them. This is especially true when selfish sixteen-year-olds meet their parent’s friends. That’s precisely how it was when I met Buggsy. For as long as I knew him, Don Ansell was “Buggsy,” an old-school New Yorker, and exactly what you’re picturing.