The Day I’ll Finally Stop Grieving
October 31, 2015
“How long has it been? When is he going to get over that grief and move on already?” I get it. I know you might be thinking that about me or about someone
“How long has it been? When is he going to get over that grief and move on already?” I get it. I know you might be thinking that about me or about someone
Now this was a nightmare… I was a year or so into my career as a student pastor, carelessly bounding through the twisting cornstalk caverns on a crisp Fall evening in
I’m not sure how you’re feeling today; probably that weird mix of great excitement bubbly energy and extreme nausea. You’ve probably got some new clothes, new school supplies, a new bestie,
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,
“How long has it been? When is he going to get over that grief and move on already?” I get it. I know you might be thinking that about me or about someone
Now this was a nightmare… I was a year or so into my career as a student pastor, carelessly bounding through the twisting cornstalk caverns on a crisp Fall evening in
I’m not sure how you’re feeling today; probably that weird mix of great excitement bubbly energy and extreme nausea. You’ve probably got some new clothes, new school supplies, a new bestie,
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,