Journal Entries

This is what I write when I talk to God and talk about Him.

Articles

I was on the train…

I was on the train.  I fell asleep, or maybe into a trance.  I suddenly felt like a little boy, sitting on my grandfather’s knee.  I already knew it was the Father.  I asked him that I would be in His perfect will for my life.  He smiled and laughed, tousled my hair.  He said, “Son, I’ve been doing that since day one!”