



Each of us was given a unique voice for a purpose. When we do not speak out, we…
His ‘grace unveiled’ each morning shatters my theology. Morning’s GRACE Brightly shines Into the dark Of my heart…
Rings, around the sun. A portend of things to come. Let go, the battle’s won. ~Mark Schutter ©2015
my eyes burn from the brilliant intensity of the midday sun sitting in silence listening for answers that…