“I want my share of the estate,” the boy blurted. Mariah and her husband exchanged quick glances. The older brother stopped with his hand midway to his mouth. Mariah asked, “But why?” “Because I’m leaving, that’s why,” he, said, keeping his eyes fixed on his father.
Category: Forgiveness
The World is Mine
Later while walking down the street, I saw a child I knew. He stood and watched the others play, but he did not know what to do.
A Profound Chinese Question
She looked from the notepad to me. “He ask, ‘If Jesus be good, why He make mother so sad?'”