One of my earliest memories of my father's love for Christ was seeing him on his knees—praying, praising, & crying out from the heart. Not a rare moment, but a consistent expression of devotion.
In honor of my father, Dave Silvia
One of my earliest memories of my father's love for Christ was seeing him on his knees—praying, praising, & crying out from the heart. Not a rare moment, but a consistent expression of devotion.