Author: Adventures

"In the cradle of His Arms" Screaming was heard throughout the delivery room. I was finally out my mother’s womb. In nine months I had grown into a healthy baby. The nurse gives me to my dad, and my dad's eyes were brightened with joy and pierced with love. All of sudden his world had stopped and now his world was right in the cradle of his arms. His purpose was to take care of me, to watch me grow, and my purpose was… well let’s just say to be just like him. Months had passed and while I desired to be in my dad's arm and not have a care in the...

I am a bird.  There's nothing special about me.  I’m just a regular bird. I was born with brown and white feathers and an orange beak. Regular size wings.  Regular size body.  At one time I couldn't fly too high or I would be scared, and I couldn't fly too far or I would get lost.    But all of that changed when the storm came.   I have always remained close to my family.  I love them and respect them.  Of course, they are the ones that taught me how to fly.   I learned throughout my short life that all the other birds...

One sunny Sunday morning I was driving my family to church in our old worn-down minivan. I'll have to admit that It's not my first pick of transportation. Sometimes its an embarrassment to be seen in. I stopped at a stop light, lost, needing to ask for direction. There was no one in sight. The road signs passed, and the compass spun. Every turn I took would lead us right back where we had started. Every piece of input given would cause more chaos and confusion. Yield signs, green lights, yellow lights, red lights, pot holes, helpless pedestrians, incorrect GPS's, nothing...