He Cried with Me
My heart was heavy. How would we make it without our brother? Martha stood before me, “The Master is calling for you.” The weight around my heart released its grip. I knew he’d come. I ran towards Him. I…
My heart was heavy. How would we make it without our brother? Martha stood before me, “The Master is calling for you.” The weight around my heart released its grip. I knew he’d come. I ran towards Him. I…