My soul clings to you,Your right hand upholds me.
How dare you show up, God!

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…
There is a song I relate to, that exposes me for who I am. It has these lines in it . . . Behold the man upon a cross, My…
The terror of evil is not the horror we see in the movies. No, the danger of evil is that it appears to us as light. It deceives us by…