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Religious Reorientation, a Memoir-Synchronicities or Answered Prayers?
What was I thinking? I couldn’t afford a house. This whole idea was so new to me. That night my curiosity got the best of me and I called anyway.
Religious Reorientation, a Memoir
I could have given up at that point. I could’ve said, “Maybe this isn’t meant to be.” My desire to prove the test wrong was as strong as my desire to achieve something that would change my life. I had a brief meeting with the dean as a formality.
Religious Reorientation, a Memoir
“Joy to the World” was playing on the car radio, but I did not feel any joy in my world. It was five days before Christmas – the first Christmas since my divorce and the first one I would spend without my children.
Religious Reorientation, a Memoir
My knees buckled with fear, as I scooped up his drooping body, and carried him to the car. His thin limbs spread out on the car seat like a worn-out stuffed toy.
Father’s Day Letter to My Sons
I’m sharing my letter that will give insight to all dads with little girls.
Religious Reorientation: a Memoir
“Have I told you today how much I love you?” Bob would say every night as his head hit the pillow. I had to trust him. Trust became more and more difficult as he and Cassie were going to Houston together every day.
Religious Reorientation: a Memoir
We quickly made a trip to Port Neches to meet with Don and his wife Lyska. There was no question that Bob welcomed this opportunity. He would have what he wanted. They had a gentlemen’s agreement. We found a small house to rent and were able to sell our Houston house quickly. Life was exciting and the future looked fantastic.
Religious Reorientation
As I prepare to share my memoir I am reviewing numerous books that I’ve read. The following books are written by authors that I respect. As you can see, I am not taking my religious reorientation lightly. This list of some of my favorite books will give you and idea of how my journey has carried me through to where I am today. Who knows where tomorrow will take me.
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