The Prodigal

“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.

The Mind is a Terrible Thing to Waste!

Twenty-two-year-old Jesse, a college student, sent this text to his mother while he was in class.  “I’m learning that I’m a girl if I feel like it, and mothers and fathes are no longer relevent, and if things don’t go the way I want them to, it’s because I’m oppressed.  Yay college.”         

Courage of a Hero

One afternoon, they had a simple devotional service and prayed asking the Lord for a miracle.  They tried to nap.  Eddie leaned back and pulled his military cap over his eyes.  Time dragged on.  All he could hear was the slap of the waves against the raft.