"He stepped aside and tried to make a few calls. Hugging his daughter and grabbing his head, you could tell he was heartbroken. This woman next to him at the front counter heard the whole thing."
“This is the story of a little girl’s love of a green dress, a mother who tries to instill independence, and how those two things came together in the most epic and brilliant combination possible."
"People are seeing their need for God, and like the prodigal son whose growling stomach compelled him, the hungry hearts of hurting humans are crying out for the peace and fulfillment of the Lord!"
My girls didn’t have any Easter dresses. They didn’t have any pantyhose or patent leather shoes. No flower hats with matching purses. And that was okay. Here’s what we had instead.
"In the midst of my disappointment over missing Resurrection Sunday services, I felt the Lord very clearly and strongly speak to my heart. I can hear it just as clear in my memory now..."
