Beauvoir left their home wanting to call his wife and tell her how much he loved her, and then tell her what he believed in, and his fears and hopes and disappointments. To talk about...

I let you discover my skin but you found a way under.

And I’m dying to know, is it killing you like it’s killing me? And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

My heart is set on my dreams, I persevere and I make a difference

But the most extraordinary is this relationship with Jesus. It’s not mass produced – one size fits all. No, it’s one to one, customized to fit the shape of who you have been, what you...