Cissy Shoffner

Sometimes it takes just getting good and mad, I guess. Coming back to this wasteland of a blog that for nearly 2 years now, I promised myself I would tend to like fertile soil has only been met with fits and starts that would aggravate even the most patient. It's not even because of lack of interest or not seeing a return on posting - there's a host of reasons I suppose, all mainly driven by fear that have caused me to all but abandon something that is actually life-giving and redemptive, if...

My life is currently just one consistent string of awfulness. As I finally got alone to talk to God tonight, the only thing that kept...

It was mere weeks before I would lose my mother. I was completely oblivious on March 4, 2022 that these words would take hold and be part...