The Man’s mother pushed her way through the crowd to be near Him. He passed before her, beatened, bloodied and battered beyond recognition. He stumbled as He carried a cross on which He would be hung. He could not comfort her. She could not stop the madness.
Category: redemption
In the Manger
I’ve never considered becoming one of them. The squirrel world holds no appeal to me. Give up the Rocky Mountains, bass fishing, weddings, and laughter for a hole in the ground and dirty nuts? Count me out!”
From Junkie to Salvaged
In comparison of like things, people are much like the broken and worthless items that are put on tables at garage sales. We, by nature, are destined for the dark and eternal jun yard. Without hope.