The God Who Sees Me
God Who Encircles My Story
Middle Minutes Adoration
Curls stuck to her forehead in the heat of day or maybe the heat of life, ㅤ tubby fingers and bathingsuit bottom full of sand, ㅤ nothing but shells on her mind. ㅤ Childhood heals. Not always the one we had or didn’t have, but surely the one we can live again as we...