While you must be prepared for many an ‘Et tu, Bruté?’, moment, don’t die yet, Caesar. Yes, there’ll be many Judases in the crowd, and by many, I mean many, but God will also manifest in the bonds meant to evolve out of the storm with you and hold you through it, or at least hold your brolly through it until you’re home.
Tag: Survival
Winter
Until lessons learnt, and nails walked on Until barefoot, skin shed, worn and torn,
Ishaisms 