The Eyes of Christ
It didn’t matter where I was in the room, directly in front of the picture standing up, sitting down, to the left, or to the right, He always looked like He was staring at me and there was love in His eyes.
It didn’t matter where I was in the room, directly in front of the picture standing up, sitting down, to the left, or to the right, He always looked like He was staring at me and there was love in His eyes.