The Living Water

There he sits waiting… Knowing who’s coming his way She’s weary to the bone All joy, long gone… Everything she does just turns to dust… Her foolish relationship...

High Priest

White, Purity… Blue, Heaven… Gold, Majesty… Purple, Royalty… Scarlet, the Blood… The bells I hear as he walks by… Pomegranate seeds full of life, fruit, supplie...

Peace! Be Still!

It was in the evening and the disciples were out on the sea…a storm rose up and they were afraid… You’re living life when a storm comes up, you’re being t...