Years ago my mom pointed out my sensitivity to music. She told me she noticed I would become irritable, depressed, angry, or downright sad while listening to country music. I told her that was ridiculous. Music didn't have any affect on my moods, but my mom planted a seed into my mind and gave me... Continue Reading →
Alone?
When I was growing up I thought of God as a large cosmic man on a glowing throne looking down on us. I don't know how I came up with this idea, but I always imagined him watching me and saying, "I saw that! I saw that, too!" Because of this preconceived notion, I didn't... Continue Reading →