A weary mother returned from the store,Lugging groceries through the kitchen door.Awaiting her arrival was her 8 year old son,Anxious to relate what his younger brother had done. “While I was out playing and Dad was on a call,T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall!It’s on the new …

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black …

This is a poem I wrote a few days ago about a little girl who was stricken with cancer and her mother who is trying to stay brave for her little bumblebee...

-- By Victoria Benway (submitted to Inspire21.com April 25, 2003)

~I grab a hold of your hand~
and I just can't let it go
It's not right; it'‚s not time
~"Please God, please no"~

~I remember the day the doctors told me~
Their words came out, but I could not hear
I choked the breath out of my body

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One of God’s main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn’t make grown-ups, just babies. I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way, He doesn’t have to …