All Posts By: Byron McCoy

        I believe a blessing is near.         Why?         Because the devil intervened, broke me from a state of peace toward anger and brach decision—one made in emotion and haste of moment denied discernment and time to pray.         But I prayed still.  Anger passed, and the […]

        I sit on the porch as the rain falls down.  Soft of the fall speeds and loudens as wave of stronger reaches; thunder high, no lightning flash, all hidden in the clouds; sound of the rain on lawn, on leaves and gravel road before; metallic strike to gutters above and patter run from […]