GOD Does Not Belong in a Box

His Love is Everywhere Where does God start in your life? In your place of peace, where do you feel God the most? Do you feel him when you first wake up in the mornings? Is he with you during that first cup of coffee? Or perhaps on that morning stroll, as you bask inContinue reading “GOD Does Not Belong in a Box”

Horror Poetry: House of Comfort and Terror

Somewhere in the brush of the deep abandoned woods, sat an aged rustic two-story home with broken windows and chipped white paint. Old green cracked shutters hung from their hinges, creaking in the wind. A young teenage gaunt brunette with flowing long hair and red ruby lips had come upon this finding, buried deep withinContinue reading “Horror Poetry: House of Comfort and Terror”