I need your compliments to feed my ego, because it’s bored of mac and cheese. And honestly, so am I.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseYou must read to lead. Reading feeds. It opens our souls to a long line of counselors.
Am I Called?: The Summons to Pastoral MinistryI arch my eyebrows like an archer—Robin Hood. My facial expressions can feed the poor.
So many chairs, and no time to sitTell people HOW MUCH I love them. Feed my sheep. Pour out my love on them.
Poems about Life, Love and God