I remember my middle school years. One word. Awkward. I began noticing girls. I had braces and zits. My friends were fickle. And life started becoming a lot more complicated.
I also began noticing something odd about God. ...Read More
So many are hurting in these days. So many are hanging by a thread. So many are numb and lost and jaded and broken. Many wrestle with depression, anxiety, fear, and stress. Some from their own doing and some from unimaginable circumstance ...Read More