Devotional

Once again I found myself sitting in a room filled with the educated, yet I remain as quiet as a church mouse. At times there was eye contact and the expression of the faces from across the room was a question of ” Am I going to join in on the conversation?” But my silence said no. I just sat there most of the time with my hand on my chin and my index finger across my lips as if I was using it like a zip lock seal. In truth I was masking my uncomfortable, and doing my best to hide the feelings called dumb. I am not them! Continue reading “Devotional”