Appostrogetic (Part 1)
Absolutely everything had been lost. The only thing we had left was each other and a memory etched into our lives forever. What an unpresented Palm Sunday evening that was!
Absolutely everything had been lost. The only thing we had left was each other and a memory etched into our lives forever. What an unpresented Palm Sunday evening that was!
As the ceiling shuddered above us, there was an earth-shaking, appostrogetic tumult above our heads that entered our whole being and made our innards shake and tremble.
Death is naked before God; destruction lies uncovered…” Job was right. I never imagined I’d live through such a day as that.
Yip and I stared out the front door into thick, muddy blackness. Weather showed up in a very bad mood.
Are you in a cage that feels like a prison? There is definitely a way to escape. You may need to give some thought to your personal escape route.
After Mom died people tried to tell us she was coming back as a ghost to haunt us. Whatever they did, or said, was for their own benefit.
It was a very bad bad, sad, rainy night that turned into a nightmare. Rain, that is so necessary for life, created unforgettable turbulence in my life.