Like a searing coal, burning with pain, sorrow sits before us and dares us to touch it. It glares and sneers, challenging us to come close. Keep that door closed? Or will you help me touch the center of my pain?
Motherless Daughters MinistryLike a searing coal, burning with pain, sorrow sits before us and dares us to touch it. It glares and sneers, challenging us to come close. Keep that door closed? Or will you help me touch the center of my pain?