A new journal. What’s so special about that? Well, this journal’s goal is to glorify God. Doubters welcome, seekers welcome, believers,...

"Yew Tree" Photograph by Richard Heiman Old Growth There's a fog round the yew tree. As if the mists of Hag's Head could rise sudden from...

Words of My Mouth I have been taught to let my words be acceptable, these arbitrary curlings of ink and sound, why would I shape them to...

An Empty Chair at the Table Cosmopolitan Trinidad and Tobago, my homeland, had achieved a milestone and became an Independent nation....

Not Yet The words are spoken so easily to our children, another delayed promise or perhaps an attempt to buy time. But the requests only...

OMG Seeing is believing smart people often tell me but no one ever told me believing is seeing except this blind lady I help across the...

My Prayer Today my mind was filled with sad layers As I listened to friends in need of some prayers Some I have known for quite a long...

PERSUASION Panglossian in piety will assuage by offering you its clutch of courage when tentacles of truth plague. That is a function of...

Expansive Salvation In the beginning… God’s tongue let loose with the word Love, and darkness gave way to Light as the shine of source...

When God Sent His Butterflies My family thought I was crazy for believing in a supernatural God who loves them. All they'd ever known was...