O Holy Night

  O holy night! The stars are brightly shining, It is the night of our dear Saviour’s birth. The stars hang overhead, on the quiet Bethlehem hillside. The shepherds stand there, spaced around the area so as to keep in sight the many sheep in their care. I wonder, do …

In the heartbreak

What do you do when you don’t get to say goodbye like you thought you would, when things don’t end all neat and pretty like you planned, when you’re left sobbing your heart out in your car in a parking lot late at night, because it’s the end and you …