My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
This time, I have left my body behind me, crying
In its dark thorns.
North Carolina Pastor Kim Wells charges her congregation to take action against the government’s abuse of children on the border.
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