WHAT LIES AHEAD: Mikey St. John

As I sat quietly, like I love to do, the Lord came upon me and revealed his message. I write about the joys and bring good news. But who am I to not write about the sadness? It is not my sadness to give. I am an obedient servant of God and will give his…

TWISTING TONGUES: Mikey St. John

Lies, lies, you nasty lies, who are you? You find you way into hearts and minds, twisting tongues into all sorts of shapes, echoing sounds without rhythms, occupying space worthy of truth, crippling souls with guilt, amassing heaviness to the point of exhaustion, casting shadows dark like death. Lies, lies, why do you find your…