What if I lived as though Jesus’ resurrection demonstrates power in a way that surpasses my wildest dreams?
What if I actually become a believer?
What if she’s just making this stuff up about Jesus and eternal life?
What if I had the chance to go into the past to meet my ancestors or go into the future to meet my great-great-grandchildren; how would I describe myself?
Tag: fear
Fear and Anxiety
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.
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.