What and who God really is. (Not a religious post.) LOL

I grew up in a Baptist church. A true to tale hellfire and brimstone Baptist church. I remember sitting under the pews chewing gum and playing with my gum wrapper; folding it, crumpling it up, straightening it out, making shapes with it. It took my mind off the preacher yelling about, well, everything. He loved …

Just Breathe – It won’t stay this way.

I remember hearing a story about a father that was overwhelmed with the things that go along with having a 2 year old child. The child was guilty of nothing more than being a 2 year old which came with temper tantrums, saying no when told to do something, and at times throwing things. The …