It’s almost the witching hour. I find myself awake, and I’m running on a log in my mind – changing my mind about a lot of things. Changing your mind about God is what is
If you’re a child of the 80’s or, if you’ve ever watched The NeverEnding Story, then you understand my title’s rhetorical nod. Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning in the swamps, not of sadness, but