And I think that so much of my life comes down to a few very big moments, and those moments are spent by gravesides.
(Photo taken October 2012 in Ohio)
or in that Tennessee heat, down those steep stairs upon that unbearably sad hillside.
And He who sat on him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. His eyes were like a flame of fire, and on His head were many crowns. He had a name written that no one knew except Himself. He was clothed with a robe dipped in blood, and His name is called The Word of God....
It's like someone hands me a present and it's a fresh, clean journal, just for today.
And it will be filled with whatever comes from my heart. It's a really sweet thing. I love it!
Thanks to everyone who comes by to visit! I hope y'all have a wonderful weekend.