If I fully embrace grief, perhaps the thought itself would shatter me, for the loss of a deep love is a pain no one can muster and no one...

God of awkwardness, true flesh hiccuping, laughing and piercing: Author my life as your writing sees fit Claim every feeling as yours...

(A Short Story?) She was a pity to look at. A brooding contempt of dire personality, and locks of hair that hide her cheeks. In an empty...

When love is lost, we grieve even to the point beyond enduring. Thoughts of unparalleled sorrow break our being. We contemplate the...

The ark of God is in our hearts. His lingering, active, presence and glory resides within. Propelled by a promise , and made possible...

StartFragment Eager to clasp the resurrection,‬ of the nails soaked in blood for her healing her salvation her Glory, weight not on tired...

Since the latter half of 2017, I have placed myself in an experiment to learn new languages. Maybe it was out of duty (for reasons I...

Intrinsically, we conduit our own set of notions for why we exist. Meaning matters to us. This perplexes me because somehow, the desire...

Miraculously being granted a holiday for two days is my source of bodily joy! For the second half of the year, most of my life has been...

It's been heard before; this post does not even need retelling. For years and years, and in whatever Judeo-Christian denomination there...