FRIDAY
With its teeth, iron tears and plugs
Wrists that held; healed.
It stills the soles painted with
With its teeth, iron tears and plugs
Wrists that held; healed.
It stills the soles painted with read more
This week on a phone conversation with a friend, she asked what’s become our custom at the end of our calls: What’s one intimate prayer request I can pray for?
It was probably telling that I didn’t really know. read more
Have you ever been in a disagreement with someone who was kind enough to hear the real questions you were asking, rather than just the (irritated, misspoken, inflamed) way you actually said it?
Everything changes. read more
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