Did you ever get the urge to pray?
We (my mom, my sister and I) were crossing the Kennedy Bridge back to Indiana one summer evening in late June of 1980. We had
We (my mom, my sister and I) were crossing the Kennedy Bridge back to Indiana one summer evening in late June of 1980. We had
I sat on the front row waiting for the miracle to happen! I could imagine the crying, the tears of happiness, people passing out from
Hello! Welcome to my world! I’ve always loved the Robert Frost poem about taking the path less traveled. The photo below symbolizes that poem to