Pastor Bruce Marsee

The Room by Joshua Harris In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch m… Continue

IN SEARCH OF A LIFE Stan sat alone on a bench at the bus stop, aimlessly staring at the office park across the street and the parade of cars and people entering the gate. He didn't have to wonder about what their day might be like. He had once worked in a similar environment, but that was years ago. He sat alone, tired from sleepless nights and the memories of past failures, as his mind replayed a long list of regrets. A failed marriage of nearly 20 years, three children who didn't know if he… Continue