Good Friday’s for me are full of memories that I would rather forget, and also an eternal hope I have that I will never forget.
#JustBelieve #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople
How do I make sense of this? It leaves me breathless. As I stare into the dark abyss….
The myth continues… that boys don’t cry. Ummm… I call BULL$#!+ This scene caught my attention the other…
Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights,…
Hot sand clings to my face A scorching wind blows unceasingly As dry as this forgotten land Dusty…
I am tired, so tired; of drinking the sweet poison of the false infinite. I am tired, so…
This is beautiful Mark, have a lovely weekend.
Thank you Holly, wishing you a great weekend also.
Thank you!