Once more, God ordered steps to shout in my pain, and in a resounding way. There are no such things as coincidences. My brother traveled to the “1/14”
Once more, God ordered steps to shout in my pain, and in a resounding way. There are no such things as coincidences. My brother traveled to the “1/14”
What is this, God? What’s going on? I thought once 1/29 came and went, I’d be feeling better. But instead I’m a maelstrom of so “2/2”