“ Oh, to be the author of prison letters. It's a young girl's dream come true. ”
I believe God spoke to you at cliffs. Her hand came to rest on the top of my head. But perhaps you weren't truly listening
~ Jenny B. Jones
Does your love reach this far, God? And if it extends to heaven and beyond… why can’t it seem to find me?
To truly try means to accept God's love, his healing, to accept the world can be ugly, but your heart doesn't have to be. It takes courage, Finley the warrior. You haven't held on to your anger and bitterness in search of healing, but as a banner of your hurt. Because it's real and visible and strong, she said. But so is God's love and so are those arms he's holding out for you.
Bella,leave the aggressive stuff to me. My heart quirks in my chest. I may not like this guy but that sounded so hot. Um... Focus,focus. What?
