“Bitterness buried is bound to bear fruit and before the fruit began to show, the roots began to grow, weaving through and dividing my soul. Soaking up gentleness and compassion and patience, leaving a dried up desert destined for death...”
“Bitterness buried is bound to bear fruit and before the fruit began to show, the roots began to grow, weaving through and dividing my soul. Soaking up gentleness and compassion and patience, leaving a dried up desert destined for death...”