Bind the festal procession with branches, up to the horns of the altar. –Psalm 118:27 by Rachel Brownson As a teenager who was really super

I am about to do a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness

So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! All this is from

Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often have I desired to gather your children

Because you have made the LORD your refuge, the Most High your dwelling place, no evil shall befall you, no scourge come near your tent.