God’s Laughter
“God can use you anywhere, anytime,” the evangelist said. “Just trust.” Sandy shook her head and muted the television. I’m too old for that. She leaned back, picked up her knitting and rocked--needles clicking in perfect rhythm to the squeaky wooden chair. She loved...
Going Forward, Looking Back
Luke thrashed about trying to wake from his dream stupor. His chest was heavy like a loaded barbell thrust upon him, making it almost impossible to breathe. What is that noise? Luke bolted upright in his bed. Smoke filled his lungs and he gasped for air. Flames danced...







