...it's all because I have Him. The One who knows every ounce of sadness in the furthest corners of my heart. The One who loves me with all the love that my aching self screams for. The One who created me, who found me, who redeemed me, who breathed His own life into my dead spirit and gave me hope. Jesus.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Precious Christmas Memory.
The twins got ballet dresses for Christmas. Giselle hasn't gone a full day without putting hers on for at least a few hours since...