Come to the alter, your Fathers arms are open wide. Forgiveness, was bought with; the precious blood of Jesus Christ. Bear your cross as you wait for the crown, tell the world of the treasure you found.
Some days I wish I could it take away. Other days I wish I could shake reality into her. I pray to God, I curse his blessings. He’s given me everything in them, yet the pain is unbearable. I see their beauty, I see their greatness. But the pain is all to excruciating. To do … More Her pain
I saw your post. I saw your pain. I saw your tears. I heard your cry. Though society has you hide. My God teaches me to seek. I reach for your being. Even as you hide. I lift you in prayer. I acknowledge your anguish. I seek for you. A new beginning.