Writing Prompt 2
I went on a walk and the wind walked with me. It really did. Whenever I'd pass a tall old tree, or an overgrown thicket of green, or a well-rooted…
I went on a walk and the wind walked with me. It really did. Whenever I'd pass a tall old tree, or an overgrown thicket of green, or a well-rooted…
I've been wondering lately what it would have been like to walk with Him here. Those two men who stumbled into the risen Jesus on their way to Emmaus have…