"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
Elizabeth Brock lives in Nashville and works in the music industry. She loves Jesus, she loves people, and she writes because words pile up in her heart and they eventually have to come out. She would love for you to check out her website and follow her on Instagram, where she sometimes shares valuable stories about trips to Whole Foods and weird things she finds in airports.
"I have an opinion. And it isn’t very popular, so I need to make sure nobody’s holding any stones before I share it. Alright, here goes. I do not like Hallmark movies, Christmas or not. I can’t appreciate them for what they are..."
