It is not about me at all.
As I sit and as I pour out my words and my tears to my beloved, I know He listens
weeping and fighting. weeping and fighting.
A room full of people, but it is just me and Jesus.
A story about some of my life. My life with Jesus. The story about why I decided to get baptized…again, why I am now double dipped.
Okay so I low-key had a revelation this morning (I guess it is high-key because I am telling y’all about it). Friday, September 16, 2016. I am walking to my 10:30 lecture after just recovering, with some rest in my room, after enduring my 8:30 morning class. I walk normally with a straight face nothing…
Home church had ended our study of the bible stories commonly told in Sunday school, we of course went to Dairy Queen to digest blizzards everything we had been discussing for the past several weeks. I got to thinking, even though we as a church had finished studying something together I still needed to continue…