The beauty of the altar
The floors mirror the weight of constant use, the tears, the joy, the wins, the losses, and the hurts. They are all seen here in the imprints of bent knees.
The altar—not a place of shame, but a place of surrender.
True, real, life-changing surrender.
As a kid, the times that I did go to church, I remember seeing people go to the altar but it was always on…
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