What if…we gave with a cheerful heart?
Marlene dropped her envelope in the offering plate. Then sighed, crossed her arms, and pouted. Why did she have to give? Seemed like everyone around her just let the plate pass. Didn’t they know it’s a requirement of every Christian? She thought of all the things she...
What if…we stopped with the guilt?
Cheryl kicked the door closed with her foot as she tried to balance her grocery bags, purse and briefcase. “Hello,” she said. “Could use some help here. Anyone?” Silence. She gritted her teeth. Why are they never around when I need them? Cheryl shuffled into the...







