I Carry You in Me and the Dust on My Feet
By Gabi Dickinson Written in Uganda: These are the days when my “no” has been given away. Every pattern in my veins is “yes” and “amen.” Somewhere beneath copper-colored strands of His earth, lies a past I used to define myself by. As I cast my open-hands to the breeze, I felt a stronger Tenderness … Continue reading I Carry You in Me and the Dust on My Feet