It begins with a sigh. A silent tear. I can't do this for much longer. Coming. Leaving. Returning again just to pretend I am not an empty shell. God where are you? Where am I? Will we ever meet again? I sure hope so.
Vision:
-24/7 prayer room
-rough/dangerous/messy
-music store
-studio
-hurting/healing
-community
-the dark horses
-drug addictions/alcohol abuse
-unwanted pregnancies
-love/hugs
-the River
-music lessons
-tutoring programs
-kitchens ran by the hungry
-homes built by the homeless
-pride taken by the fallen
-love given to/from the orphaned
I don't know the answers. I just know I am RESTLESS!!!
