I once thought the boogie man was a figment of Mama's imagination. I was scared of every sound at night, huddled in my bed sheets until Morning came with the light that saved me and made me feel safe. But, one day I found out that the boogie man was all too real. Mama had... Continue Reading →
God, the Magic Man
When I first became a Christian, I struggled with the concept of prayer. Some people would have a Wed eve prayer service. They would list the health woes in gory detail and ask for prayer, without expecting any results. Others would disagree and say, “Whatever you pray for, in Jesus name, he will answer.” The... Continue Reading →
