The execution of Brandon Bernard was not just the execution of a man. This was the execution of hope. The execution of redemption.
Skip’s Heart
My best friend got married young. I remember when she first told me about him. We were in high school driving up to Woodland Park and she couldn't stop talking about this guy. He worked in the mailroom where she worked. I met him a few days later at a Newsboys concert. And from that... Continue Reading →