Precious Smelly Things

I didn’t care how badly they smelled, or how many people thought I had medical-grade flatulence, or if kids held their freckled noses and pointed at me. No, nothing could persuade me to abandon my mission of reheated sprouts the next day. If I was going in, then they were coming with me.Read more

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Between You and Me

Psalm 4: “When you’re on your bed, search your own heart…”

Me: BUT WHAT ABOUT THEIR HEARTS???Read more