My Bags Are Packed!

June 6th, 2020 By punkpriest

My Bags Are Packed! 2 Timothy 4:6-8     It is three o’clock in the morning, around us is total quietness. And in the quietness there seems to be the sound of swooping, as we have heard for the past two weeks being ill. Figuratively, the Angel of Death, circling, reminding us that she is near. […]