That which tears open our souls, those holes that splatter our sight, may actually become the thin, open places to see through the mess of this place to the heart-aching beauty beyond. To Him. To the God whom we endlessly crave.
Ann VoskampChristian hands never clasp and He doesn't give gifts for gain because a gift can never stop being a gift - it is always meant to be given.
Ann VoskampThere is unwavering peace today when an uncertain tomorrow is trusted to an unchanging God.
Ann Voskamp