When News Hurts

It was a Friday night when the half moon was a freakishly strange auburn. It was set against a sky of a zillion twinkly lights. As I looked on, it seemed lonely as it was separated from the rest as if to predict a bad omen.Continue reading

Living For The Audience Of One

“All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players; they have their exits and their entrances…” beautifully said by Shakespeare in As You Like It. 

Life truly feels like a stage. God is the theatre director. We are the players. We enter it when we’re born and we exit it when God ordains it. More than that, I am reminded that we’re daily performing on a stage because we all have an audience. Continue reading