1 September, 10, 2016 Myrrh, Aloes, and Cassia Church had just begun when my foot began to shake under the rhythm of the Pastor’s singing words. He sang grace; praising his beliefs. In light of the offerings of the Lord, I felt I was only dependable to myself. I could not count on the Lord, yet I knew even I could not save me. It was the third sunday entering summer, and I was sitting next to the family of a girl I’d only known a few weeks. I’d met this girl at her family coffee shop, and I knew … Continue reading Myrrh, Aloes, and Cassia