I was 14 and homeless. And that was only the beginning.
Joy is a treasure that we must choose to protect and nurture. Its enemies are many.
“They will beat their swords into plowshares
and their spears into pruning hooks.”
“The name of the LORD is a strong tower; the righteous man runs into it and is safe.” Psalm 16:8
When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy.