When I was very young, my mother was always at home; and on special occasions, my brother and I could stay up and greet our father when he came home […]

White Pen

One of my friends (a crazy, energetic girl who showed me what living for Christ really meant) used to have this little, interesting thing she did. ┬áThere were many fascinating […]

The Word Explaining

Two nights before I wrote this, I had a strong prompting to write something in praise of The Book of Remembrance, telling people how it is wrong according so many doctrines of different denominations, but how it is not actually wrong at all in reference to God and His Glory and Desire for our happiness and futures.