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Don’t Need to Run Away Anymore

As a young child, I was a hard-working, exemplary student throughout elementary school and the beginning of middle school.  Once eighth grade started, I began to spend time with the wrong crowd.  I knew the stuff they did was wrong, but still I adopted their habits.  Smoking,

Do You Know the Vine?

“…As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me. I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in […]

Confessions of a Mortician’s Daughter

My father was the local mortician in our small town, so conversation in our home daily centered on the matter of life and death. The fear of dying consumed me. Sometimes I imagined myself lying in a casket in my father’s funeral home.

Looking for Mr. Wonderful

When I was in high school, I was blessed to have a lot of titles. Cheerleader. Honors Student. Student Body President. But there was one title I found depressing. Dateless. I think I was the only one to graduate from high school without being asked out. Ever. No movies. No fast food jaunts.

Viviendo una Mentira

A los 27 años creía que lo tenía todo a mi favor. Ganaba suficiente  dinero como mesero y perseguía una carrera como actor de Hollywood. Tenía un agente de actuación, manejaba un convertible rojo, y me iba de parranda con una mujer diferente todas las noches. No tenía ni la menor idea de lo que […]