I figure my coffee won’t have time to get cold before this is over.

Remember your grandpa’s saying: kill them with kindness.

God always has a plan. This isn’t his fault. This is a test, something designed to help you grow closer to God. And. I know, somehow, God will use it.

God’s going to work everything out and use you in ways you can’t even imagine.

Maybe you should’ve let God do the planning, rather than doing it yourself.

Suddenly, a car zoomed out of a side street to their right, slamming into the side of the car with a loud metallic crash. Tires screeched. The passenger window shattered, showering glass over Pam as...

You look like your bringing news. What is it this time, I’m blind?