11:23 p.m.

over clouded emotions and looming worries, she lifts her sights. she speaks in faith and thinks in faith and chooses faith. faith - above the mountains of fear that stand in her way. for she's come to realize this very thing: fear - it enables … Continue reading 11:23 p.m.


still i rise | no. 2

dear february -- i. happy mail from cc... shrills of delight, tears of joy, tugs from the heart. thank you. ❤ i. oh deer... he says i must get it in, everything there or not. i give in and comply. later, another bids me to join. and … Continue reading still i rise | no. 2

overcoming, overcome, overcame

her heart stirred violently inside of her chest her weary hands, trying to push it all down, all the while choosing to breath in with hope and exhale with grace. she didn’t settle, no she reached for more -- more than just existing, more than … Continue reading overcoming, overcome, overcame


still i rise | no. 1

{2018 - there is no fear in love. but perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. the one who fears is not made perfect in love. 1 john 4:18. // why still i rise?} dear january -- i. doom or closed … Continue reading still i rise | no. 1


slipping by | pt. 12

dear december -- ii. cling on to hope --- you will come out of this stronger. you are okay. it will all be okay. ii. smile fries and "burning the house down"... thank you for joyous moments. and thank you for covering us with Your hand. … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 12


from northern lights

icy and dark are what my brain feels - but i dismiss those because the smears of green and purple show beauty and joy emerging from my heart. and stars - they are the freckles of tear stained cheeks. it's all warm... and mysterious... and … Continue reading from northern lights


slipping by | pt. 11

(a lot has happened this month... so i apologize in advance for this book. oooops) dear november -- i. lies... and feelings. thoughts. they all mix into a myriad of a tight heaviness - none of which i should be experiencing right now. he was pushing … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 11