I don’t recall her name, maybe she didn’t introduce herself to me, but in the brief moment I was with her we spoke about how much she missed her son and that all she did now was cry. I knew her son, he was a good boy. This is her first read more here
It drew me with an attraction I could barely resist, and yet I did. Like a thousand magnets all pointed in my direction, its drawing power inundated me, I could feel it to my core and yet, I stayed away. I couldn’t give in; and for a very long time, I didn’t.
It wasn’t electrons or atoms that exerted such power over me, it was love. Pure, perfect love and I was terrified of it, repulsed by it, and drawn toward it all at the same time. What continue here
Brian and I have been watching Leah Remini’s television series exposing Scientology, and it is more than intriguing. It amazes me that that this is called a church, or a religion, and that people are forfeiting their families and lives to be a part of it.
The people she interviews are all Scientology apostates; they’ve left the church after much abuse and heartache. They’ve left behind their families and friends. They’ve moved on. To where? Another continue here
This quote impacted me enough to write it on a post-it and put it in my office, and even though I cannot recall in what book I read it, it often applies to my life. Right now, it seems to apply to our culture also.
We fight about continue here