We see our sins reflected everywhere: in the pallor of our intimatesโ faces, in the scratching of tree branches against windows, in the strange movements of everyday objects. These may be messages from God or tricks of the eye, but in neither case are we permitted to ignore them.
Anna GodbersenThe first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color - oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples.
Anna Godbersen