I turned and looked. The man stopped at the end of the driveway by the paper box. He stared at me as he slowly came up the driveway. Step by step. I stood at the front door – the doorbell just inches from my hand, but I could not ring the bell.
Tag: fear
A Woman’s Letter
Would I have compassion if I were to receive a message from Tamar, daughter of a king, in which she shares her deepest secret for her guilt and unspeakable shame? Or, a letter from Esther, an orphan girl, who grew up to become the unlikely queen of a nation?
What If…?
What if I lived as though Jesus’ resurrection demonstrates power in a way that surpasses my wildest dreams?
What if I actually become a believer?
What if she’s just making this stuff up about Jesus and eternal life?
What if I had the chance to go into the past to meet my ancestors or go into the future to meet my great-great-grandchildren; how would I describe myself?