I stand in a vast field of short yellowing grass on a raised pillar of white marble. She is beautiful a voice says. My hearts cracks a little. She is my love. A tear escapes. She is mine. I collapse. Flood waters break open and rush into the field, falling from my eyes. The sky … More she is mine, she is always mine.
I pulled myself off the bed and dragged myself onto my carpet. I lay face down convulsing against the pain in my heart. God told me to look up. So I rolled over and stretched my head back, straining to see the glow of the moon shining through the night sky into my window. … More Day by Day
I had been finding ways to cope with my pain in unhealthy ways. I asked God how to let the pain go, but I didn’t wait to hear. So instead of looking to Him, I tried to hold onto thin cracking branches. I tried screaming and crying; scratching and distracting. I tried writing and fighting; … More surrendering more
a thank you letter to the people who have surrounded me through the struggle. … More To my people,
I’ve had enough of all the lies that have covered my eyes. I have had enough of truth being clouded by seething deception. I have had enough of breaking my gaze from Christ’s face. I have had enough. No more, no more! I will no longer be sucked below the water by fear. I will no … More too LONG i believed lies
If you asked me about the year I was thirteen, I’d tell you it was a year I despise. Thirteen was the age I became a teenager and was supposed to begin learning who I was. The age when I was supposed to start growing up. At least, that is what I thought. I … More Thirteen.