My soul clings to you,Your right hand upholds me.
How dare you show up, God!
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There are songs that act like a bladed spotlight penetrating, cutting away at the walls I make, cutting deep enough to expose my heart and reveal who I am. In…
There are songs that act like a bladed spotlight penetrating, cutting away at the walls I make, cutting deep enough to expose my heart and reveal who I am. In…
The Problem of Futile Suffering I listened as an atheist admitted that the most difficult quandary for him in believing in God is the presence of pointless suffering. He could…