What if…we forgave as Christ commanded?
Samantha slammed the door causing the pictures on the wall to rattle. “That’s it. I’ve had it,” she said. Why had she trusted him again? Weren’t the past two times enough for her to open her eyes? Samantha stomped to the living room, plunked herself on the couch, and...
What if…we loved like Christ loves?
She sat in the closet, pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head on top. Once again, she forgot to make sure the towels in the bathroom were even on the rack. Another mistake. How could she be so stupid? Her eye throbbed as she huddled in her...







