Financier Number One The damp air cools my tear-soaked face. The silence of the early morning deafens my senses, and my heart sinks as I see the garden, the tomb. More tears. Filling and spilling. Oh, how could He be dead? How is Messiah no longer with us? Wait. The stone is moved. The tomb,Continue reading “Women of Hope: Joanna and Lydia”
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