Each verse I read is a whisper from eternity, shaping my now.
“The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.” — Isaiah 40:8
“The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.” — Isaiah 40:8
Each verse I read is a whisper from eternity, shaping my now.
“The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.” — Isaiah 40:8