Do you ever have those moments where something enters your thoughts, your heart, and you have to do something or else you’ll explode?
That was me about twenty minutes ago, and you’re lucky I didn’t write then. I’ve calmed down some. I’ve spent time with God and still can’t contain what’s going on inside me, so I’m writing it out.
I don’t understand unforgiveness within the church, and I refuse to try to. Continue reading
The hardest thing for me to do is age, and it takes the least amount of effort.
The beauty of writing is ‘who cares if no one reads it,’ but sometimes, it’s difficult to get to that place. This is just a pouring out of my heart, so if you don’t want to hear it, scroll on. Continue reading
I always thought intimacy was sex
it’s what I grew up believing
never knew different Continue reading
lately
I’ve felt like
I really don’t
KNOW
anyone
and then I thought about it Continue reading
I feel like
when I DO finally meet him
the one I’m to marry
he’ll wonder where I’ve been all his life
but he won’t regret time lost
he’ll love me more with time he has
I feel like Continue reading
I can picture myself in love
forgetting about what I love to do Continue reading
There’s something about being sick that appeals to me. The whole time I was sick, which was a little over a day, I felt nestled up in God’s lap: the picture of a daughter on her daddy’s lap…him stroking her hair and arm. THAT was me and God, and as much as I don’t like being sick, I like being nestled. Continue reading
let me ask you
if a Middle-Easterner
walked into your church
and met Jesus
then stood
to give his testimony
and said
I raised a knife
and beheaded children Continue reading
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