I write it not for reassurance but as proof– a letter to my future self, as fragile as my heart in solitude, writing in this dimly lit room. It’s light enough to crumble in my trembling hands, but its truth and vulnerability defeat my urge to destroy it. So I fold it gently to be ...

I travel along the broken road, not the one from cheesy country love songs, where I’ve found the one meant for my vagabond soul. This road is full of potential detours, ragged bumps, and wasted years, a road unfit for redemption. “God, why me now?!” I scream to the heavens, while streaks of fading sunlight, ...

It will be okay.Among the murky clouds of despair,God’s light willpierce throughthe dark, twistingpain in your heart. “When you walkthrough the fire,you shall not be burned,” is thepromise madein Isaiah 43:2. So it is spoken to thoseof little faith, in thethrongs of life thatthreaten to overwhelmand consume you. In the moments spent with tears cried ...

To the aspiring dreamer: writing isn’t all it appears. One sentence in, and you believe you have it figured out. The strokes you place upon the paper, flawed and imperfect, shine like fine-cut diamonds. You envision yourself someday becoming a writer. Making a million bucks a minute for original content. However, no one mentions that ...

Can one imagine thedepths of a man’ssoul? Among anticipated crowdsof bleating sheepand raised voices, Eager to see the merchandiseeach pitiful trinket,worthless bauble Compared to treasuresthe Father storesawaiting them in Heaven. “Come one, come all,a cross necklace for five dollars,”the salesman cries out. A Bible scenario,envisioned beforemy eyes. “How about a WWJD bracelet?The finest way to ...

When I stand, it stands with me. My shadow follows every step, but I no longer run from the reality of what has been left unfinished– the unanswerable dreadful questions, unspeakable aching doubts, unwelcome difficult memories, and unresolved heavy regrets. Because when I fall, it falls with me. I can’t leave it behind– there’s no ...

You’re relentless,a fire within your eyes,the world laid before your feet.Little does happiness on its own,appear without a cloud in the sky. Oh, you relentless soul indeed,now you know both cruelty and beauty.All a flash before you,the empty, barren landscape ahead,left to survive alone. Now you’ve fallen,bloodied knees as tears mark the ground.But take heart,there ...

True joy comes from holiness and anguish, for the benefit of God’s Plan. Everything that resides in Heaven and Earth is part of the tapestry that is God’s Infinite Design. Peace and love abide within the arms of the Great I Am. We, as part of Creation, live in the abundance of what God gives ...

Oh, woe to me. I rue the day I ever met you. An innocent, petite angel, I believed you to be. A victim of hate, having little friends, you took my pity and softened my heart. Little did I realize, the ones who deserted you were no villains or enemies. They became warriors reborn and ...

If I have one wish for you, my love, it would be that you never let the world dim your light. Sometimes, it is cruel and wicked, punishing the innocent and sinner alike, showing no mercy, with the flames of hatred growing more intense with every act of revenge. It leaves a trail of devastation ...