Dear God, So, there I was, all dressed up for what I thought was going

Dear God, She paused. The silence was loud. It felt like she was playing a

Dear God, “It started as a joke,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper,

Dear God, One day, in a quiet corner of the street near my estate, under

That Moment! Dear God, Can I tell you the story of Esua and Jacob? (Yeah,

Dear God, You are a master planner; I have no doubts about that. What I