When Churches Burn & We Are Shopping Amazon. Confessions from an American Housewife.

I gasp.  On twitter.  I see it there…. A child extracted from it’s dead pregnant mother, pierced.  Crucified, in it’s own way.  Seeing Jesus, months before she has even breathed. And life sinks from me. I cannot inhale again.  I am empty, breathless. Just like that mom, that infants.  Unable to feel the sting of those […]

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