When my opponents were arrayed against me. You stood as My sole proponent. Without you I can’t quantify or fathom the concept of me. Laughing, crying, confiding. Ingredients to the ties that bind. Which runs counter to infinitesimal and can never be loosened or pulled asunder. My sister. Happy Birthday sis!
Category Archives: faith
Hide and seek
Looking hard, but not trying.
The things that…
Forgetting about the power gained from stress and struggle is a sin in and of itself.
A story of unselfishness named Momma
“she couldn’t turn back …”
