It’s Friday. Period.
This is for the people who need to embrace the tears of Good Friday. “It’s Friday, but Sunday’s coming,” they say. And I can understand the sentiment. It’s hard...
Category: pain
The Blessed Thorn
Where would I be without this thorn in my flesh? Resting on plastic laurels of pride and vainglory. This thorn – it keeps me near His crown. It pricks me ...