Several weeks ago I was visiting a old friend, a woman who has known me since before I met my husband over 30 years ago. As I was leaving her home, she hugged me and said, “Have a wonderful trip. You’re going to the Promised Land!” The Promised Land. Those words sounded so different coming…
"Your eyes will see Jerusalem: A tent which will not be folded; its stakes will never be pulled up" (Isaiah 33:20).
