Sunday Morning Verse
Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand....The Winter of our Soul
The Winter of our Soul.The Winter of our Soul
Quietly she walks in and we don’t notice at first. She seems like just a breath of air and no one notices where it comes from. The flowers take notice of her and dress in their very best. They dance in the rain rejoicing at her arrival. As spring comes out of her...The Everyday Intersection
And when He saw the multitudes, He went up on the mountain; and after he sat down, His disciples came to Him. Matthew 5:1 He walks up the hill and sits on the ground. He who owns it all, who has a throne, sits on a hill, on the ground. He doesn’t go to a temple or...My First Born
It is very warm for a day in February, even for South Alabama standards. I have been married for about two and a half years and today is the due date of our first child. My hands have become too swollen to wear my rings, and I’ve been trying to ignore Braxton Hicks...
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