After the Rapture, both the forces of good and evil hone in on one soul, and fight for possession of it.

Heather Myers, already bedevilled by mental illness, can scarcely believe the horrors, wonders, truth and deceptions she is presented with after her family disappears in the Rapture. But of one thing she is certain: Heaven and Hell are after her, and one of them will win-at any cost. How will she die, by Satan’s hand through suicide, or by the Tribulation judgements?

After the Rapture, both the forces of good and evil hone in on one soul, and fight for possession of it.

Heather Myers, already bedevilled by mental illness, can scarcely believe the horrors, wonders, truth and deceptions she is presented with after her family disappears in the Rapture. But of one thing she is certain: Heaven and Hell are after her, and one of them will win-at any cost. How will she die, by Satan’s hand through suicide, or by the Tribulation judgements?

After the Rapture, both the forces of good and evil hone in on one soul, and fight for possession of it.

Heather Myers, already bedevilled by mental illness, can scarcely believe the horrors, wonders, truth and deceptions she is presented with after her family disappears in the Rapture. But of one thing she is certain: Heaven and Hell are after her, and one of them will win-at any cost. How will she die, by Satan’s hand through suicide, or by the Tribulation judgements?

Poem about entering a new phase of life.

In bad times it’s hard to be thankful but in good times it’s easy. Learning to be thankful in both is a challenge.

Being thankful is not as easy as some make it seem. Most of the time thankfulness is the last thing on are minds.

Feelings straight from the heart have simply been penned down.
In short, my poem is all about the feeling of helplessness and the solution to that agonizing situation.

This is a poem about the fast approaching Christmas season. As always, I’m taken by surprise and unprepared for its arrival. Yet, wherever I go, those seasonal bells are ringing.

This is about my reflection about the accident I had recently.

The love of a man and his wife can transcend the highest heights and the deepest depths.

Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurt when you were not around them? Maybe you had a great relationship with someone and before you knew it, it was over. There is a love that is deeper than any depth and higher than any height. It is not the love of a man and a woman who are married. It is the love that God has for mankind that is an elevated love.