On the way back to my house, the pounding fear began to radiate out from my abdomen and make my hands tremble.

Unexpected discovery. Humbling, yes, but also funny.  It’s creative.  Who knew this cottage would be so perfect for helping people. . .

I have never seen anything like it.  I cannot reproduce it.  I have no idea why it happens here.  But it does.

The black sheep may feel unworthy, but there is one who seeks and will find him, bring him home and give him what he has always wanted.

How do we get through the fields and the forests of our problems? Journey together. That is how.

Anger when we are hurt is a normal reaction. Long standing mad, though, ends up hurting us more than our offenders.

She was trying to be brave. It was important to her that I believe she really did not care about what he did to her.

As we open our doors, it is good to know that those of us who are here for you have had our own shattered hearts...