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Under the Bed.

Mom chased me up the stairs with a broom in her hand. I looked for a place to hid. I slid under the bed. I was just a kid. Obviously, I was being mouthy or doing something wrong to my sister or something and My mom was going to get me! My Home life wasContinue reading “Under the Bed.”

God is not going to Brush Your Teeth

I’m Lucky! My Teeth are strait as an arrow. Truly I appreciate my Teeth. But life is more like a car accident than the gift of strait teeth. Life is a evolving process and we are like the terminator dodging bullets. Do you ask God, why? When will You make this stop? Some of youContinue reading “God is not going to Brush Your Teeth”