"Bang", I heard the front door. Getting up I heard Harold say "Charlie you need, 'Bang" (softer) to repent." By now, I was flying. "Bang" went the front door a third time. I could follow Harold by the sound of his lecturing. Catching him, I convinced this hard line Christian to turn around and let... Continue Reading →
Refusing Healing
When I went through a divorce, I heard the Ex was saying that I was too controlling. I had to laugh. She controlled everything I did. I even couldn't change the rear view mirror on the car or the setting on the toaster. I chalked it up to her inability to be wrong. I could... Continue Reading →
