When the world careens out of control, we can rest in the fact that God spun this world with a simple word. Matter from emptiness. Beauty from void. Community from chaos.
Mary E. DeMuthPain can either thrust me into the arms of Jesus or make me turn my back on Him. Either way, it's a choice.
Mary E. DeMuthAs I look back over my mountains of growth and compare them to the molehills where I stagnated, community often made the difference.
Mary E. DeMuth