Safe Place

Oh, be my only Safe Place.  Be the Shelter to which I run.  Be my Hide Out, where no one can find me save You.  Only You, Lord. Advertisements

Cake

When my mom makes a cake, it takes a while.  She doesn’t just put ingredients in a bowl and pop it in the oven for a random amount of time.  There is a lot of preparation and wait time involved.  The process is long…and kind of excruciating for those of us in desperate need of … More Cake