ONCE UPON A TIME THE TIPI WAS THIS:
BUT NOW IT IS THIS:
A tiny house? A church? A school in the wilderness? We shall see. It grows. It’s already usable. Perhaps for a select few, as God leads.
What hath God said? Nothing more. Nothing less. How do we put the toothpaste back in the tube?
A special atmosphere grows in this place. With every step I feel it.