THE SWEET SOUND OF BLESSED ASSURANCE

It was a Sunday. A getting up early, pouring coffee, reading the morning paper, and touching up my husband’s shirt for church kind of day.  It was riding in the car, pulling close to the curb, entering the church, hanging up coats, sitting, praying, singing, listening, praising, and worshiping the Man I love, and whoContinue reading “THE SWEET SOUND OF BLESSED ASSURANCE”