I was vaguely aware of a very distant-sounding high-pitched noise. The siren. I struggled to concentrate on the faint sound, to go toward it, but everything was black. Yet, in my unconscious state, I knew if I could get to that sound, I would be okay. But the thick darkness swirled in.
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Searching! Part 1
Grace fanned through the book and was astonished to see that each of the letters in the book was addressed to her. Then, Merci paged through it and was equally surprised to see her name as the recipient of letters personally written and signed by various women from long, long ago.
On the Verge
At the verge, there is often a deeper understanding of how fragile we are, but also, how strong we have been made in Christ Jesus. It’s at the verge that we often can see most clearly. I am praying for God’s eyes, His heart for, and in each one of us, as we travel on our way in this thing called coming together in life.”