My friend’s listening to the whispers of God helped affirm my listening too, which in turn helped both of us hear a roar from God that we may have dismissed if it were more overt.
My friend’s listening to the whispers of God helped affirm my listening too, which in turn helped both of us hear a roar from God that we may have dismissed if it were more overt.
I will never know what it means to fall to the bottom of a well.
Thankfully, few of us do. But that is an image that has been with me for more than 10 years. Few probably know that, so that’s why I begin “Dear Tired,” here.
Dear Tired, 