I have known man for one very thing; he soon forgets the God who turned his captivity round yesterday.

Supervisors come and go, but character stays indelible.

We those who work in the human services industry, we are the ones who make the Christmas holiday hell for the Individuals we support, and nibble away and ruin their very joy for the year to come. We ought to take responsibility for our actions. Period!

Hope is simply an anchor that we hold on to, as a way of envisioning the brightness of our future.

The journey of a biased investigation leads to a destination of biased findings.

If all married men and women will appreciate and cherish their partners' sex organs no matter how they appear in design and stature, or how effective or ineffective they perform during sex, our homes will be a happy home. Identification of a problem creates hope, and appreciation of the fact nourishes our faith.