dear september -- i. paralysis... worry and fear paralyzed me. oh no, Father... not again. but yes, it seems. yes... again. iii. pride... pride got the best of me, and i could feel it. i was running on a performance cycle rather than a serving heart. … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 9
dear august — i. our love for each other broke loose as we ventured into greater depths and allowed ourselves to look into into the heart of the other. ii. he whines and drags his feet, sending her voice to rise and fall with increasing intensity, then … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 8
dear july — ii. we talked about our feelings about the upcoming week. and he leaned over and said -- hey, it's gonna get better. and sitting side by side, my heart felt light. and for a second, i was sure that indeed it would... get … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 7
i feel all of a sudden stripped bare left in the cold, reaching for something to hold they say the father up above is looking down in love and all i must do is abide abide. to be still. to rest, rest in the rivers of … Continue reading rise.
dear january -- xii. something about the frigid temperatures that you bring, mixed with raw emotions based on unfortunate circumstances, and unsettling social media dms that don't quite sit well in my being... made me slink back into emptiness. xiv. beauty broke free that evening. the … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 1
the silence was deafening-- then voices. echoing, booming faces danced along the walls i wanted to hide then his face appeared-- ahh his face beyond words just two words: infatuated love ... a whisper in the dead of night-- stirs my wrestling mind be still … Continue reading friday feelings
O God, you know everything about me. you know when i’m fully engaged and full of whimsy and when I am frustrated, beaten down, and exhausted. you know when I am excited and when i am upset. you know when I am content and when … Continue reading 139.