Tree of Life

Here's to hoping, when there is no hope to be found. Here's to spring, when all you know are lifeless seeds, buried underground. Here's to the Tree of Life, that is manifest in the dead wood of the cross! Here's to dying to my dreams of what I want life to be, in order to experience... Christ's infinity!


--Adrienne L., 43

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