The same sun that rises over castles and welcomes the day Spills over buildings into the streets where orphans play And only You can see the good in broken things You took my heart of stone, and You made it… — Bethany Dillon Copy Share Image
The same sun that rises over castles and welcomes the day Spills over buildings into the streets where orphans play And only You can… — Bethany Dillon Copy Share Image
I'm trying to learn how to listen to people and how not to think that this is all I am. It's not going to… — Bethany Dillon Copy Share Image
After close to a year of traveling, I had seen things in the world and in myself, both good and bad, that I had… — Bethany Dillon Copy Share Image
