Daily Archives: January 4, 2015

The Church of the Wild Flowers

“What about Church, isn’t that God’s house?” She asked “God’s house is where you feel him, sweet child.” She ran with reckless abandon through the field of wild flowers. Carefree. The sunshine warmed her face. The fresh smell of nature … Continue reading

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