Den Lille Pigehær
Skulking down the weathered roads of Aalborg, rain pouring, bikes whirring, people denying. Denying what you may ask, denying our purpose here, denying our message, but most importantly denying that we, ourselves, are covered head to toe in an unsettling mist, completely and utterly drenched. Does that stop us? Will that ever stop us? No, because the message we carry, the joy we can bring, it’s too important to withhold others from. Occasionally do we question, do we rethink, maybe. That is simply a part of life, constant reflection, but somehow, someway, we come to the rapid conclusion, that burst of strength to keep pressing forward, because of what we have - what we want to share. Without a doubt, every time, the Lord lifts our burdens, that fear, those questions, from our shoulders. Split Up Taking the train, I never looked back. I never looked back because I saw a glimpse of the future. A glimpse into a day that would change my life forever… Ældste Brow...