
The days and weeks of growing into the light can be painful. But they can also be beautiful. As I sit and ponder the night our savior prayed in the garden, I can’t help but be overwhelmed with sorrow. What it must have been like to be in the flesh, but with a mind that knew what was going to happen. The blood flowed through his pores and his heart cried out. He prayed. He asked his closest friends to {Read More}
























