I can wholeheartedly say, almost 5 years later, that He did lead me straight to His heart. The girl that penned this poem is a very distant memory to me. Who I am now has replaced her and who I am now is grateful for the journey of that girl, for the journey led here, to His feet, to His cross.Read More
Summer is a beautiful thing.
Maybe, to me, the most beautiful thing in the world.
I know they say things about how summer wouldn't be as appreciated if we didn't go through winter, & maybe they are right, but winter can kiss my you-know-what.