Wednesday, August 12, 2015. Dark, ominous waves crashed against the side of the boat, spraying fine, cold mists across anxious faces and frantic-working hands struggling to control the bobbing boat. Lightening lit up the black sky and thunder crashed in the not-too-far distance. The wind tossed them on the rippling waves, and it seemed the night would never end and all hope was lost. But straightway Jesus spake unto them, saying, Be of good cheer; it is I; be not afraid. His drenched robes dripped wate.

Monday, March 3, 2014. It seems like when I finish talking in front of others and sit down is when I think of everything I wish I had said. We were excited and so was everybody else. I truly did have a f.

Building relationships through service and love. Monday, May 18, 2015. Letters of the past, present and future. This past week I was looking over some letters I have written and others have written to me. Tid bits of love saved for myself and others for a later time. I appreciate reading these and have been impressed to share some.