Hunted
...somehow communicate the danger that lay outside of our property lines.
...somehow communicate the danger that lay outside of our property lines.
Hurriedly, I stepped to the side and tripped. It had me. I was ensnared...
With tears welled in my eyes, I paused, humbled by the sound of my own grumbling.
...it was as if we had been talking face-to-face from the beginning.
In times of suffering, have you ever longed for someone who could truly understand what you are going through…
Everything we need… We can have a box of cake mix with the detailed instructions...
I realize that sometimes He may just pull the car to the side of the road and stop until I have learned what is needed...