Now, Max, I think we both know your parents aren’t missionaries.”I opened my eyes wide. “No? Well, for God’s sake, don’t tell them. They’d be crushed. Thinking they’re doing the Lord’s work and all.

People want us, or want us dead, because of what we are, not who we are. It’s hard.

Dear Max – You looked so beautiful today. I’m going to remember what you looked like forever…. And I hope you remember me the same way – clean, ha-ha. I’m glad our last time together...

A boy and a girl, fated to rule all. Two will rise, and One will fall.

Time spent praying and planning gives you a master plan that works for your home and sets a pattern of order for your life.