Chris Jimmerson

From Chris Jimmerson

Displaying 1 - 1 of 1

In moonlit shadows, At the edge of night-darkened oak trees I see it. Across sunny pathways, In the buzzing of insects, amongst the flowering forest greenery, I hear it. From the touch of ones loved, The embraces of those gone before me, I feel it....

Reading | By Chris Jimmerson | January 21, 2015 | From WorshipWeb

For more information contact .