Pain is the loneliest place to live in–if you don’t have the Holy Spirit by your side. He brings incomparable comfort in times of pain.
A bittersweet celebration of the independence that was fought for and won 77 years ago and a mourning for the independence that has been lost 77 years later.
A poem from the morning.
We all experience pain and suffering in our bodies, but it’s up to us to choose to get through it or drown in it.
I believe our life is much like a door that we can either open or close to a million different things: ideas, beliefs, truths, relationships… the list is endless. Our decision
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