I hate the way bitterness is like a black, bubbling tar pit in me, and I hate the way so many memories of you are in that pit.
The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of signif...
If I wanna die I may be awesome that I fear nothing. So I can do anything in this earth. Cause I am about to die. And If I start to do anything in this earth, the worst can be, I will die. This is the...
My mother told me Homer Ditto was not my father. Nope. Mom had had a fling with some other guy who was my dad. Some dude who didn't stick around too long who Mom was happy to get rid of. She chose Hom...
It's a funny thing about life, once you begin to take note of the things you are grateful for, you begin to lose sight of the things that you lack.
Isn't it strange how wise counsel can cool the hottest head? He made sense but my heart screamed protest.
Children imitate their parents, employees their managers.
My intellect is so limited, Lord, that I can only trust in You to preserve me as I should be.
The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.
Sacrifice of the self is sheer stupidity if sacrifice is not for the self.