Summer night, man in rapture light,
His eyes lost in inner delight,
And he strummed his song on guitar,
So that the notes reached near and far, 80 more words
It was in Switzerland, and I was on a missions trip with a team from my church.
I was one of the worship leaders on the team, and it was my first time overseas. 405 more words
I reached my breaking point. You know that point in a project where you physically can’t deal with it anymore? The point you keep pushing off until one day you’re crying at your desk because someone asked you if you liked a certain type of flower and all you can think about is a color scheme? 257 more words