Dance in the Rain
Welcome to My Journal
My life has often felt like a raging storm. A hurricane without an end. And yet God has given me joy in the midst of it. And through the raging storms and the intermittent drizzle, I’m learning to dance in the rain. (Figuratively, of course.)
His Blood on My Hands: A Good Friday Reflection
Good Friday reminds me: His blood is on my hands—and so is His grace.