That was me. Drifting like a fallen angel back to the hard ground I fluttered over, like a ghost, for two years. The real me, almost invisible to everyone.
Posted on June 26, 2017 by Samson Singer (The Cutting Locust)
I think we all have these moments. Some of us do something about it, the rest of us do nothing.
Posted on June 22, 2017 by Samson Singer (The Cutting Locust)
We hear and use the word “clique”; and we think we know what it means but really, we don’t. If we all really knew what a clique was, as Christians, we probably wouldn’t want to be part of them.
Posted on October 27, 2016 by Samson Singer (The Cutting Locust)
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