Crazy is such a misunderstood term. I like to think that I march to the beat of my own drummer.

You are your own vehicular machinery that ought to propel yourself under guidance of the compass of the Holy Spirit of God. Don’t go off the track!

The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky. A small boy, stretching out his hands and looking up at the blue sky, asked his mother...