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.
Affliction comes in many forms: disease, divorce, disputes. Nobody I know wants to be in a state of affliction.
We sometimes forget WHO God is. In fact, we tend to focus on WHAT He is: a banker, a miracle worker, bail bondsman. Or we focus on WHERE He is: “God why aren’t you here when I need you?” “God is in this place!…
Just a guy from Redlands, California married to a thug wife, raising 5 ganstas, trying to make it through the struggle through writing. Full time Christian, Husband, Daddy, Engineer. Part time blogger, gamer, aspiring novelist.