Lauren Daigle | 6 years ago
From the mouth of one who looks up to find life in the blue skies outside of the cinderblock-barbwire entrapments, looking UP as a way to remember life still exists though one may be restricted from the freedom of looking OUT. She professed the freedom of being found and being known all the while waiting. She professed the joy of salvation all the while captive. She professed the beauty of stillness all the while isolated. To the ladies of Folsom Prison who are not forgotten, we love you ♥️
