I love stories. I love to read them. I love to live them. But mostly, I love to tell them. I have a terrible memory really. Sometimes that can be a good thing. It allows me to creatively fill in the missing information in my stories to make them even more interesting. […]

My Grandpa

Thirsty and I didn’t even know it. It began with a realization in church one day and a quiet, barely even whispered prayer. As I was looking around it dawned on me that so many of my fellow church-goers were deep in communion with God, they were emotional during worship, […]

I Was Thirsty