I Like Red
It wasn’t until God reminded me that I like red, that I realized that I had lost myself. I was stunned to realize that my favorite color was important to God because it surely wasn’t important to me at that point.
It wasn’t until God reminded me that I like red, that I realized that I had lost myself. I was stunned to realize that my favorite color was important to God because it surely wasn’t important to me at that point.
God, please heal my broken heart from betrayal trauma.
The Beauty of Regrowth Beauty from ashes can happen. I’ve always liked seeing nature after a wildfire. I love the contrast of the burnt trees with the new bright green growth. It just speaks to me. I love seeing how nature just keeps going and growing. When I see one of these scenes, I…