Pieces/Peace is
Wind blows back tears and stands at the gates to say “NO!” Clouds roll Leaves rustle The October breeze mourns with the trees and cries out a reply to the echoing, “Why?” It just is. Ripped from Hope by the greedy claws of despair. No more...You Write The Headline
We get to decide what news for the day gets to go above the fold. We get to decide what the headline is. We get to determine that, though tragedy struck, we will not allow that to consume the joy and wonder of God’s presence. We get to decide that the horror and fears of today don’t get to overwhelm the clear knowledge of God’s sovereignty.