Afraid of All the Things: Tornadoes, Cancer, Adoption, and Other Stuff you Need the Gospel For

by Scarlet Hiltibidal

My fears, my failures, my phases, real and imagined and everything in between, do not get to say who I am. They can’t. Because Jesus already did. He rose from the dead with new names for me. Forgiven. Approved. Loved. Daughter. Heir. Friend.