This morning, I felt a “pause” in writing. When that happens, I no longer worry about it. I just know God’s perfect timing hasn’t come yet, or there’re still some things He wants me to communion with Him about. With what I’m about to write, I’m not particularly “thrilled” about it because it involves a lot of real feelings that I’m still feeling them, so I have my tissues nearby. Continue reading
footsteps
“Footsteps”
The price You paid
for me to walk this way
to follow You
to follow You
The blood You shed
for me to be set free
to follow You
to follow You Continue reading
