Where the spirit and flesh met.
Day 3: Jesus House Chicago 1.3.16
We sat, our faces masked with questions until we realized each verse was an answer. -P.S.
Where the spirit and flesh met.
Day 3: Jesus House Chicago 1.3.16
We sat, our faces masked with questions until we realized each verse was an answer. -P.S.
My arms were sore. I squeezed past the bodies of half asleep commuters blocking the subway door. It was my first day teaching at a charter school in Chicago’s West Garfield neighborhood.
I once read somewhere that there are two types of people, those that give love and those that cry for love.