“I can’t imagine life without God,” I told my brother. “He just…means so much. How can you find words to say how much?”
“You can’t,” he said. “He is just…life.”
By John Allan
“I can’t imagine life without God,” I told my brother. “He just…means so much. How can you find words to say how much?”
“You can’t,” he said. “He is just…life.”
By John Allan