Mama Told me There Would be Days Like These

Why do I still count the days? The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. (Psalm 90:10, KJV) Have you ever had one of those weeksContinue reading “Mama Told me There Would be Days Like These”