To pray or not to pray, that is the question. It’s a question I have grappled with since I became a believer in Jesus. In “Choosing Life,” I told you about my dysfunctional family. I may have been the scapegoat, but the destructive force in our lives was my father. It was in my mid-twenties that I decided to believe that Jesus was real and that He was my only hope. My first prayer for my father was that he…..
In “Choosing Life.” I told you that everything I learned, I learned from the movies. As a young girl, I would watch ‘old movies’ after my folks went to bed. By ‘old movies’ I mean movies from the 40’s and 50’s. They were made before special effects and gruesome violence, so they depended on good stories, interesting characters, and happy endings. I remember one movie about a young woman who wanted to marry a rich man. She went to a…..