I carried a scarlet cross for her
Dark as His blood
I held it high for the sake of my
Own dearest love
I heard the men I’d never marry
Judge with words in haste
Waiting for His tender mercy
As tears melt on my face
The witness of a cowering woman
Weighs nothing in this prose
The blood of the martyrs
Feeds the field as it grows
Looking At Christian Books, Both Ancient and Modern
writer, speaker and editor
from Robert Wermuth, author of "Wermuth's GREEKBOOK"
Confronting Spiritual Abuse with Grace and Truth
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I will let you see my world through my lens
Musings on God, friendship, relationships
beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Promoting meaningful connection between churches and families of kids with disabilities for the purpose of making disciples of Jesus Christ.
Daily bible study notes by Tim MacBride
It's worth reading about...
Write Your Own Story
Original Pictures from Nouvelle Aquitaine
