SOUND OF SURVIVING
Dear Lord, thank You for loving us. You are our Daddy, Abba, Father. We love you so much, Father, and we thank You that we can come boldly before Your throne of GRACE. SOUND OF SURVIVING. They told me I’d never get to tell my story. Too many bullet holes; it would take a miracle. These voices Inside my head like poison. Trying to steal my hope; silencing my soul. [Mat 7:24-27 NIV] 24 “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them…