Today has been a miserable, stay in bed kind of day and as I sit here looking out of the bay window of my bedroom, the sky is cold, clinical and distant. Thunder threatens from a distance and then breaks near, invading the space of silence. As the rain pours down, I can only thinkContinue reading “Stand firm, Step up, and Devote yourselves to prayer”
thoughts of hope from a mended heart
hope of heart 