Writing

False Belief

A Poem by SoulCrusader (Yas)

There was a girl who lived across the riverbank I’d stare and see her as she’d dance Deep down I knew I stood no chance Bu..

You Got This!! Ain't Nuthin` But A Thang!!

A Story by Constance Payne

This much I know, you must believe in yourself

This I Believe

A Story by Constance Payne

This was an assignment for my Community Speaking class that I completed in Undergrad; what a way to examine what it is that you believe in..

For As Long as I Live

A Chapter by Rachel Landes

But Rose may not live much longer

Listen...

A Story by savannah_conroy

Believe in love and doing the right thing. Listen to people and the painthey'vebeen through. Listen to their stories. Love them, flaws and all. ..

Uniquely Individualistic

A Poem by Constance Payne

We all question our own mattering.

WHAT DO OLD CATHOLICS BELIEVE?

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

This Is the Faith of the Old Catholic Church as Defined by Holy Scripture, Holy Tradition, Ecumenical Councils, and the Documents of the Old ..

OLD & ROMAN CATHOLICS AT A GLANCE

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

Papal InfallibilityOld Catholic: Pope Is Not Infallible at AllRoman Catholic: Pope Is Infallible on Matters of Doctrine Authority of the Pope..

THIS WEEK IN HAITI (OR, DON'T BE A WALNUT)

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

So, as everyone knows, there was an earthquake in Haiti, leaving hundreds of thousands of people dead, thousands and thousands of people buried alive ..

It's My Party And I'll Cut Off The Head Of John Th..

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

Sermon Preached at Anchorage Presbyterian Church a long, long time ago when I was in Seminary c. 1996ish.

The Death, the resurrection, and the life

A Story by Bishop R. Joseph Owles

Preached at Anchorage Presbyterian Church on March 24, 1996 Scripture: Psalm 130; John 11:1-45

Now.

A Poem by Rachel Landes

Is the new way of doing thingsNot to do thingsAnd the new way of thinkingTo not think we need to be thinkingStrange how we areStrangers to ourSelvesAn..

Pulled Along

A Poem by Rachel Landes

Sometimes you do not get to chooseAnd someone else chooses for youLike a forced kissOf chocolateIs called a chocolate barYou and I are differentBecaus..