‘Your Mother Wears Combat Boots’… Nah, She Wears The Full Armor Of God
Our struggle is not against flesh and blood …
It is long past the hour when almost all have drifted off to sleep. The absence of light leaves an ambiance of darkness, and silence has taken over as the temporary inhabitant of the home. But, the habitation is short-lived as a melodic whisper floats through the air…
