When Hallelujah Won’t Come
We had come together, like so many times before, to mourn tragic and senseless loss. I stood there singing words I desperately wanted to be true. I wanted to believe that God loves us so.
Tonight, She is the Most Important Number
This is Kristi’s post. This is why I write; this is why my home and my world have been turned inside out for months upon months as we planned for a church; just this:
TOY SOLDIERS (Christmas Visions Part 2)
I see the unattractive exterior, but my children see visions of something more grand in these toy soldiers.
I want to see the beauty and the romance, and I want to believe in the strength and the fight.