Getting off the school bus, she was sure to walk a few steps behind the group of pretty girls, not wanting them to notice her. “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words kill.” She knew her place. As she crossed over to the other side of the tracks, she wondered what it would be like to own a new dress with … Read More She’s not one of us
When Kai died, the trauma of loss and grief overwhelmed me in torrents of pain and sadness. At times the pain grew so intense, it left me gasping for breath. I was drowning in sorrow. How could a God who says He loves me, let me go through this? Isn’t He all powerful? Isn’t He good? There’s no darkness in Him, right? My pain … Read More Does God love me?