The Witch's TongueThe sky was still and heavy. I sat alone, listening to the wind slide over the rooftops like a whisper that didn’t want to be heard. That night, God spoke. Not in thunder. Not in fire. But in silence beside the television set. He gave visions. Six or seven, clear and hard as bullets. And one of them — one — was dark enough t

"As God's most powerful Earth Angel, I don’t have time to sugarcoat the truth. The truth is powerful, it’s raw, and it’s the only thing that can heal the soul—no matter how hard it is to swallow."It is curious how the left, with all the arrogance of a stubborn mule, can look upon the right and criticize them for trying to right the wrongs t