Yet God, like Anna, sees us scared and alone building castles of isolation. We tell Him that we don’t need Him. We sing songs of independence. We look beautiful on the outside.
On the inside, our hearts are slowly freezing us to spiritual death.
Yet God, like Anna, sees us scared and alone building castles of isolation. We tell Him that we don’t need Him. We sing songs of independence. We look beautiful on the outside.
On the inside, our hearts are slowly freezing us to spiritual death.
She is Beloved 