Why does it take us almost to the very end to get serious about our journey? Why must there be a gun pointed at our heads in order to begin to arrive at the truth of things, to begin to digest the trauma and the agony and the hardship, so that we might lift the spirit upward into fuller redemption?
Call Her Home
Call Her Home
Call Her Home
Why does it take us almost to the very end to get serious about our journey? Why must there be a gun pointed at our heads in order to begin to arrive at the truth of things, to begin to digest the trauma and the agony and the hardship, so that we might lift the spirit upward into fuller redemption?