When the enemy creeps up trying to disturb the peace with his whispers, remember the battle has already been won. The Father is always with His children.
By F. D. Adkins Standing at the edge of the yard, she stares out into the surrounding darkness and then looks back at the home enveloped in a yellow aura…
By F. D. Adkins He lurks in the shadows waiting for the perfect moment. He watches. He listens. His narrow gaze fixes on her as she stares at the phone.…