The eagle had two natural enemies: storms and serpents. He embraced the storm, waiting on the rock for the right thermal current and then using that to carry him higher. While other birds were taking cover, the eagle was soaring. An eagle would never fight against the storms of life.

Life changes, people come and go and seasons never last. Karen kingsbury # Leaving

I write about the trials and triumphs of contemporary life - and often the readers see themselves between the lines of the story.

The way of a fool seems right to him, but a wise man listens to advice.

I always knew I wanted to be a writer.

I came to Christ in my early 20s.

The eagle had two natural enemies: storms and serpents. He embraced the storm, waiting on the rock for the right thermal current and then using that to carry him higher. While other birds were taking cover, the eagle was soaring. An eagle would never fight against the storms of life.