A fearful destruction
I remember the several days after the event of 9/11 in the year of 2001: I struggled through to come back to my senses then. There are no right words for it. Terror, sorrow, anxiety, anger, and all. But one night as I was praying, my heart sensed a gentle voice of the Holy Spirit asking me not to be buried under the rubble but look upon Him and Him only. The Holy Spirit pointed… Read More »A fearful destruction