By Brenda Black Two weary souls trudged out of Jerusalem sullen and slowly, having just... Read More

Old Hurts HealBy Brenda Black I once received an anonymous letter with hateful, hurtful accusations... Read More

Connections Recover The Lost Art of CommunityBy Brenda Black There was a time of back... Read More

By Brenda Black Age is relative. Through the eyes of a child, I’m ancient. The... Read More

By Brenda Black “This reading was composed for you personally. It is based on your... Read More

By Brenda Black I watched the little brunette perch twenty feet in the air atop... Read More