The Taste Of Tears
Tasting my own tears again. Thinking, “This is not how I would have done it.” How often God takes us a way we would not have gone— points to a…
YOU DIDN'T CHOOSE ME! I CHOSE YOU… TO GO & PRODUCE FRUIT ALWAYS
Tasting my own tears again. Thinking, “This is not how I would have done it.” How often God takes us a way we would not have gone— points to a…
Dear Child of Mine ~ I see you there, All burdened down with weight and care. I see your tears as you clutch it so, Your precious dream that died……
The Valley of Baca is translated The Valley of Weeping and though I suppose it signifies a geographic place, I also think of this “valley of tears” as a soul-place.…
My fiercest battles are with an idea that is sometimes monthly, sometimes weekly… sometimes daily. Ever get an “idea” in your head that dogs you? Yeah, I know, me too.…