The storm clouds have gathered over my life. The temperatures are changing and I feel the pressure that it is about to be a gully washer. I can choose to take shelter or I can stand right in the middle of it. If I choose to take shelter, there is safety, I only hear the …
My Strength in the Storm
I’ve learned that my strength is not found in how much I suffer, but in how completely I surrender. There are days I wake up and die to self. Then there are days I am constantly beating this stinking flesh into submission. You ever feel that way as well my friend? I’m here to tell …