The Next Time That Boy Pursues You,

My Parents Used To Say Faith Wasn't Something You Could Pretend About. It Wasn't Real Unless It Looked Like Faith And Acted Like Faith.

The Eagle Had Two Natural Enemies: Storms And Serpents. He Embraced The Storm, Waiting On The Rock For The Right Thermal Current And Then Using That To Carry Him Higher. While Other Birds Were Taking Cover, The Eagle Was Soaring. An Eagle Would Never Fight Against The Storms Of Life.

New Steps. That's What It Amounted To. The Two Of Them Were Learning The Steps That Would Bring Them Together, A Dance That Would Take Them Into Forever. A Dance That Could Be Nothing Less Than God's Plan For Their Lives.

I Write About True-life Type Things.

The More Bad Choices You Make, The Less Bad Your Choices Seem.