"…that they may recover themselves out of the snare of the devil"
So here I am at the end of my day or the beginning, What does it matter, I ask myself?Day in and day out, the job may even be going well,Or I recall when I was young in school, looking forward to growing up,And here I am! Wow — I think I’ve come so far... Continue Reading →
If life were but a river and I were on a boat,Swiftly moving downstream,Would I not want to know where I am going? If life were but a dream,And it was a nightmare or pleasant,Should I be afraid to wake up to reality? The most basic of songs carries with it the most frightening of... Continue Reading →
Truth with Snares!? 