August 2011
82 posts
That name I fondly love to hear, it never fails my heart to cheer. Its music dries the falling tear; I love the name of Jesus.
Don’t you hate that? Uncomfortable silence. Why do we feel it’s necessary to talk about rubbish in order to feel comfortable? That’s when you know you’ve found somebody really special. When you can just keep quiet for a minute and comfortably share a silence.
