I hope I can get a wide shot of my twig house village. But I don’t have a fancy camera. One of my best friends
Sometimes it isn’t people that bring us comfort. It’s an object, a thing. If you’re wondering what I’m talking about, read on. It’s a bittersweet story.
I love it when God surprises me. He did that on a recent Sunday.
I was expecting the mundane, the ordinary, but I got exceptional instead.
God outdid the surprise this time.