I want to be a light, sometimes I snuff it out. I want to encourage, sometimes I crush instead. I want to point to Jesus, sometimes I stab at others. I want to infuse my mind with His word, sometimes I flush my mind with obsessive thoughts. I want what…
He slithers in close, Sneaking, Prowling, Palms sweat, Chafe together, Excavates foundation, Prepares for a kill, Until The One, Whispers, “That’s Mine!” So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold…
He approaches with the garment, arms extended towards me, the gown is so pristine, so glorious and perfect, it’s painful to look at. I turn my face away, ashamed of all I am, of all I’ve been. Tears stream down, their salty taste makes me more aware of my pain.…
