Christian Library of Lancaster Collection.
A sequel to In the Chat Room With God finds a group of teens contacted by a mysterious and increasingly malevolent character who claims to know about their encounters with the Almighty and challenges their beliefs. Original.
I didn't have the physical gifts of many of the elite players I played with at camp, but I was smart and tenacious; Coach Meyer said I had a high basketball IQ. I understood the game better than some of those super-talented players.
the chance recently to meet Bill Wennington , Jordan's teammate on some of the NBA championship Chicago Bulls teams . Know what Wennington said about his famous colleague ? " Michael Jordan became the greatest basketball player in the ...
His green eyes were nearly always full of mischief. He was fifteen years old. The four guys on the back pew were as tight as bandits. Johnny Paul was the oldest of the four and pretty much considered the leader of the pack.
Griffin Smith drives from the west coast back home to Kansas with Amanda, the girl he has had a longtime crush on, and over the course of the trip he must confront deep personal wounds, his hidden feelings for Amanda, and his fractured ...
With Rick Steves Europe Through the Back Door, you'll learn how to: Plan your itinerary and maximize your time Pack light and right Find good-value hotels and restaurants Travel smoothly by train, bus, car, and plane Avoid crowds and ...
In that year , Katharina Legendre was penalized for “ highly punishable mischief committed in the public church . ... As she said this , according to another female witness who was kneeling in the back pew and heard tumult and laughter ...
A Time to Heal Coast Guard officer Sawyer Trask left Cape Cod with a big regret--never confessing his true feelings to his childhood friend Ava.
You're my hero.” Mama's inked words on a purple rose had teased Jed's nose. He remembered how the flower shifted in his hand. How a thorn pricked his pointer finger, drawing dark red blood. He sucked it dry then, hoping again for hero's ...
I sat quietly in the back pew, with the greens and blues of our 'oily' window falling on my shoulder, and contemplated the carved high altar in its curve of gold wall. If God was real, so was the Devil, but I didn't believe in him ...