What does the grace of God Look like?

What does the grace of God Look like?

That was the question that he asked me while his nose bleed freely from the punch that he had just received. For the first time since we had started to help with feeding those of our friends that live on the outside, I had seen some one throw a punch. At first glance...
You Loved Me Anyway

You Loved Me Anyway

We all stood there listening, one first timer, Alex the newbie (just in the number of times, her heart is so much more), April and I (still new to the love of our friends in the park), and Denie (who you think was used to this by now) and all in tears as he told us...