I, however, resonated with you instantly.
I left my sense of security.
Grace and gentleness for a former self poured out of the words and the melodies.
But there was something different from the go: This Nichole Nordeman sounded transformed.
At least we can handle the first one.
It was in this moment, crying and crumpled on my kitchen floor, that I felt more repaired and nurtured by a Christian than I ever had in my whole life.
Just trying to be truthful.
You will find him marching with Latinx farmworkers and immigrants and Dreamers.