Songs

Touch the Feet

At the last curtain call, long applause resounded and the annual school program came to an end. Former students faithfully […]

I was eleven and told everyone I’d be starting an orphanage in India. Who’d believe an eleven-year-old? Skeptics added coals to my fire.

He’s the crying Lord and with painful compassion, keeps tears in His wineskin for healing the nations…

Our land is crying, smothered with heavy darkness; how long do we live in fear?

Parents are always on stage; they are the star in their children’s lives. They are the heroes.

Are you in a cage that feels like a prison? There is definitely a way to escape. You may need to give some thought to your personal escape route.