Are Ya Okay?

My rear end should have felt numb because of the hard cement bench, but it didn't. Actually, I felt comfortable. I was sitting in an old, abandoned factory or warehouse with Jesus. We were at a cement table, each having a cup of hot, black coffee. We were located on the street level of the... Continue Reading →

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Have you heard him? Did you know he talks? I believed God answered prayers, but I never really thought about how. I never thought about what an answer might look like. Would it be a visible sign, something I heard, something I felt? In my young years of going to church and CCD I was... Continue Reading →

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