George Watkins

Monday 7:00 A.M.: Walter Skuggs heard his alarm clock ringing, but it seemed a long ways...

A blue haze hung heavy over the sleepy town of Medlow's Crossing. Ordinarily at this...

I have noticed lately that in some circles of the church, having the God-kind of...

“There is no God!  At least I’ve never seen any evidence that He exists in...

It’s that time of the year again. The leaves are falling, the temperature dropping and...

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