Sometimes an epiphany in life comes to us as a light bulb moment, much like the kind you may see on Oprah when audience members…
You Are Not Alone
It was Valentine’s Day. I was in a new job. My boss walked up to me and handed me a red, heart-shaped balloon, “Happy Valentine’s…
The Robe Jesus Wore
The Bible tells us in John 19:23-24 that: 23 Then the soldiers, when they had crucified Jesus, took his garments, and made four parts, to…
A Father and A Son
A dad and son are placed together by God on loan. A dad provides for his son’s needs with a loving home. He teaches guidance,…
Comfort to the Bereaved
by Okwudili Umeweni Dearest one, I know how you feel right now. It hurts so much that you will not see or feel that loved…
Someday..
My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sister’s bureau and lifted out a tissue-wrapped package. “This,” he said, “is not a slip. This is lingerie.” He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip. It was exquisite; silk, handmade and trimmed with a cobweb of lace. The price tag with an astronomical figure on it was still attached. “Jan bought this the first time we went to New York, at least 8 or 9 years ago. She never wore it.
The Headstone
I put a nightlight on it Even though I know you’re not there. It helps me to feel a bit better Knowing I have to…
The Dark Candle
A man had a little daughter — an only and much-beloved child. He lived for her — she was his life. So when she became ill and her illness resisted the efforts of the best obtainable physicians, he became like a man possessed, moving heaven and earth to bring about her restoration to health.
A Mother’s Crown
Heaven lit up with His mighty presence, As all the Angels looked down, Today the Lord was placing the jewels, In all the mother’s crowns.
Decent Life
After living a “decent” life, my time on earth came to an end.
The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a court house. The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table.
Nothing
Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. It was a cowboy’s life, a life for someone who wanted no boss. What I…
