Most of the places in my stories exist. Many are a composite of several places. I have a good imagination but not that good. As I describe scenery, I search my memories. I visited England, 35 years ago, and it's a joy to remember places I saw and people I met. The stories are a way to preserve my past.
Christian stories of broken souls finding God and romance Jesus never promised a life of sweetness and nice; He promises hope. The weakest flame is stronger than the dark.
Tuesday, December 8, 2020
Tuesday Tidbit
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