We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Of the hope to come when there's peace. Pain will be at sum, then release. Coming hope will be, that which frees. Bridegroom we will see. Foes He'll seize. Hope will ever stand, ne'er decrease. Evermore so grand, cannot cease. by Jay O’Toole on August 14th, 2025 ![]() |