Wrecked for Good by the One Who Traded His Life for Mine
Somewhere between the coming and the going today, I stopped. And I remembered. A picture of Christ came into view that I’d long forgotten. I wept. How could it be? […]
Somewhere between the coming and the going today, I stopped. And I remembered. A picture of Christ came into view that I’d long forgotten. I wept. How could it be? […]