Living to Love God || Learning to Love People
As I walk through the garden, I can’t help but think of you. Were you thinking of me too? Did the wind brush against your cheek like it did mine before dancing with the fallen leaves? Were the trees bending towards you in exaltation? Did you see them like I see mine? As I navigate
"Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest!" Palm Sunday. The crowds cry out to the one who saves. Their souls, their hearts, beckon to Him. This crowd, so full of hope, embraces this man of miracles with such love, such praise. It makes me wonder then, how can this same crowd - in just a few days time