When Life Is Too Painful For Words
August 20, 2015
My dear, hurting friend, I want words right now. I want words that will fix this; ones that will repair all that is so terribly broken here. I want words that
My dear, hurting friend, I want words right now. I want words that will fix this; ones that will repair all that is so terribly broken here. I want words that
By this, they wilt knoweth that ye are my disciples; if ye throwest the greatest shade. -Jesus, The Wishful Thinking Translation Sometimes I can be a real jerk; selfish, petty, arrogant,
This message is for Church People. It’s for those of you who are part of a faith community every week; a physical place where you usually find yourself on Sundays.
Everyone you meet is broken. Whether you realize it or not, every single day you rub shoulders with people in great pain. They are among the growing multitude of walking wounded in your
My dear, hurting friend, I want words right now. I want words that will fix this; ones that will repair all that is so terribly broken here. I want words that
By this, they wilt knoweth that ye are my disciples; if ye throwest the greatest shade. -Jesus, The Wishful Thinking Translation Sometimes I can be a real jerk; selfish, petty, arrogant,
This message is for Church People. It’s for those of you who are part of a faith community every week; a physical place where you usually find yourself on Sundays.
Everyone you meet is broken. Whether you realize it or not, every single day you rub shoulders with people in great pain. They are among the growing multitude of walking wounded in your