There I was on death row Guilty in the first degree Son of God hanging on a hill Hell was my destinyThe crowd was shouting crucify Could’ve come from these lips of mine The dirty shame was killing me It would take a miracle to wash me clean Then I read the red letters Felt like lightning hit my veins When I read the red letters For God so loved the whole wide world Thank You, God, for red letters |

Last year was probably one of the toughest years I’ve been through in quite a while. In a four month time span, our beloved family dog passed away from cancer, my long-time job was eliminated and I was sent to a different division at the company, then my mother passed away suddenly, and I resigned at work. Life felt like it was spinning out of control and I could do nothing to stop it. However, through the grace of God, a lot of tears and questioning, plus a TON of prayer, I made it through the darkest moments. I am beyond grateful for WBGL and the consistent connection to prayer, worship music, and encouragement to find peace during the pain and confusion of life.