Conversations with God, Day 3: Beauty for ashes

Dear God, I am wretched man, who clings to you. Like the woman who had bled for 12 years in my helpless of situation I will reach out for your robe in the hope that you can take away my struggles. You healed her, without saying a word, she uttered none either. But in faith… Continue reading Conversations with God, Day 3: Beauty for ashes