Today I no longer want to think about openings, or closings, or doorways. It seems that my mind occupies itself with matters of passages recently and it’s tough for me to get the concept out of my head. Passageways are scary places: leaving your comfort, and embarking into the unknown.
Later today, Bethany will remain open. Or it will close. Either way, there will be a gateway to pass through: a future. Hey, folks. Future is good. Bethany or no Bethany, God is in control. God is good. The future is bright. Continue reading Passing through