Dear Friend, I was thinking about you today, as I often do. And as I did (as with each time you come to my mind) I once again remembered. I remembered how
I always struggle on sunny Saturday mornings. It was a brilliantly blue-skyed September Saturday four years ago, when I bounded down the stairs on the way to the gym and noticed my
I am trying so hard! – Kat, a hurting hero A few years ago I led a group of students and adults on a spontaneous mission trip; a four-day destination-less, meandering
I hope more of your posts are positive. Is “stuff that needs to be said,” always negative or sad? Life is not a veil of tears and then you die.
Dear Friend, I was thinking about you today, as I often do. And as I did (as with each time you come to my mind) I once again remembered. I remembered how
I always struggle on sunny Saturday mornings. It was a brilliantly blue-skyed September Saturday four years ago, when I bounded down the stairs on the way to the gym and noticed my
I am trying so hard! – Kat, a hurting hero A few years ago I led a group of students and adults on a spontaneous mission trip; a four-day destination-less, meandering
I hope more of your posts are positive. Is “stuff that needs to be said,” always negative or sad? Life is not a veil of tears and then you die.