This was the song from my Sunday School memory that was going through my
head as I lay in bed this morning listening to the torrents falling
from the clouds. For most who are without a job, I am imagining this
situation would not be that disturbing, but not for me.
we were out of coffee.
I knew I had to go to the shops before I
could have a coffee.
I knew I would have to ride.
time went on there was an ebb and flow to the sounds… Continue