Monday morning. September 8. The sun shone into Jesi’s room through the large window behind the bench bed I had slept on. I looked across at Alan who still appeared to be asleep. 1,783 more words
Tags » Losing Hope
Have you ever taken a leap of faith and immediately regretted it?
This happens to me literally every single time: big and small leaps. It’s like God calls you to something and he has given you full assurance that this is what you’re supposed to do and where you’re supposed to go. 532 more words