My home is in her, with her heart, regardless, and once more I can recognize my savior in her, and welcome Easter again.
My years have taught me to choose hope, to choose love, to look for the good, so this year, this time, I choose that more than ever.
It’s in the…struggle and unknowing, the perseverance and the trusting…and the fulfillment of surrender, that a seed breaks open.
A season of death is upon us, unstoppable, the only way is through, so may God be with us and may we be with God
…the sense of isolation is the evil one’s delight and one of the greatest deceits of this world.