FOLLOW THE WHISPER!

By Anita Mondragon
Years ago, during one of my many rebellious times, while at work one day, I became momentarily distracted by something just outside my window.  As I watched, the cotton from a grove of Cotton Wood trees floated gently through the air.   You could faintly hear the quiet motion of the leaves rustling softly in the warm breeze.  It was a beautiful sight!  So calm and serene.


DO YOU WANT PEACE?

By Anita Mondragon
The following poem was written in honor of my dad.  He was a preacher of the Gospel for over forty years, and many times his ministry took him to the Rescue Mission here in downtown Denver.  Read more…


IF YOU’VE NEVER HAD A T-BONE STEAK…

By Anita Mondragon
 

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