Postings with tag: fellowship
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Thanks... Such a simple word. Never sounds absurd. Never endless chatter, as though didn't matter. Always cool, refreshing. With thoughts ameshing. Special time of year. Now it's coming near. Thanks...
A story of global war and the fight against tyranny and oppression, Questors follows the adventures of Shane Tallent, a simple country vet who is bequeathed by God with three unique gifts intensely valuable to both sides of the war: the ability to heal by touch, seeing the future and…
I miss you mom and I wish you were still here. Here's just a little bit of what it was like for me when I was a child. There was laughter, there was singing and of course being Mexican-American there was lots of cooking.
I miss my parents, they've been gone a while, but every once in a while, as I cook, the scent of garlic or tortillas fresh off the comal (griddle) bring back the past in startling color and I feel like it was just yesterday. While the characters are fictional, as…
Beth thought she wanted adventure and travel, but visiting the little town of Corazon Hermoso (Beautiful Heart), made her realize that spending time with friends and family was just the adventure she needed. Come visit Corazon Hermoso and stop by Willie's Roadside Emporium. You may just never want to leave.
This poem came to me a little abruptly...I'm not sure why...Yes i know that sounds strange. you might be thinking "What the hell collins? you wrote the damn thing!!" at least that's what I was thinking. What I mean by I don't know why i wrote the poem is that…
This is a poem I wrote for a friend of mine here on Booksie. She is 14 years old and lives in Scotland. If you haven't been to her page yet please go there. She has some wonderful pictures and stories to tell. Thank you for being my friend. Susan