I believe in the rest of the story. I believe there's still ink in the pen… and someday all that's hazy through a clouded glass will be clear at last. — Nichole Nordeman Copy Share Image
We are born with a lingering hunger We are born to be unsatisfied We are strangers who can't help but wander And dream about… — Nichole Nordeman Copy Share
I'm a big believer in pushing yourself outside your comfort zone and stretching yourself artistically, but not at the expense of foolishness. — Nichole Nordeman Copy Share
But what if you're wrong? What if there's more? What if there's hope you never dreamed of hoping for? What if you jump? And… — Nichole Nordeman Copy Share
And if the Son has set us free Then we must be, free indeed Let the chains fall away, starting today. Everything has changed… — Nichole Nordeman Copy Share
We [people] spend so much time feeling so small and less than and insignificant and diminished because we see ourselves through our own lens. — Nichole Nordeman Copy Share
I believe in the rest of the story. I believe there's still ink in the pen… and someday all that's hazy through a clouded… — Nichole Nordeman Copy Share
