I’ve become a news grazer. I glance at the headlines, but words like virus, revenge, and murder flood the screen. A click of the mouse and I am transported to hopelessness. And isn’t that what the Enemy would like for me to see? Feel? Believe? But I know better. You...
Why We Don’t Lose Hope in the Battle They used to shine–his eyes. Now, red-rimmed and dull, they peer at the world from beneath a furrowed brow. The sparkle is gone and I lie awake pouring out words of supplication for this one that I love. Help him in...
