Her soul shone through her big blues, eyebrow cocked at a degree set for only the greatest concern. “But mama,” her anxious about to erupt into a public display of […]
Tears of bewildered surprise came to her eyes the moment she laid eyes on the matte black bag donning an orange
Pathetically, shamefully, the luster of Christ’s life and sacrifice, the singular reason for my hope, grows dim and sadly, quickly fades while I inhale the literal easy-to-digest fun to grapple with “how to” letters that follow (all impossible without Christ).
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