Crossing Over in Prayer: A Personal Reflection
I am sitting by my wooden table this evening. It is very cold outside (temperature: 22°F, feels Like: 16°F). I made myself a cup of hot coffee, picked up my pencil, and began to write on a blank sheet of paper. The room feels warm—almost sacred in its quiet stillness. I had considered writing something during the […]
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