When the Wind DecidesThey say to count it joy when everything breaksJames 1:2-8

The Women Followed DancingThe desert wind blows softJames 1:2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

Don't Point Your Finger at HeavenWhen desire pulls you sideways from the narrow roadJames 1:12-18

Every Excellent GiftToday, I come grateful, under the Father of lightsJames 1:17

Break the Mirror's LieWe gather 'round the word like it's a fireJames 1:22-25