"Dear friend, do you remember the crunch of the leaves, the cold air nipping at our cheeks? The falling leaves were like a shield, dividing us from reality keeping us in a dream.
"Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders. Let me walk upon the waters, wherever you would call me. Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander, that my faith would be made stronger in the presence of my savior" Oceans--Hillsong United
