In the stillness of this metal cage, I hear truth from the one who made me. YOUR feelings and perceptions are based on lies that you have allowed the enemy of your soul to whisper in your ear.
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Swimming in Riptides; Unfiltered View Master Reel; and the Gift of Presence
My mind is occupied by the bits of information I just received hours ago. Mentally, I am swimming in a strong riptide attempting to get to shore. Like the brakes of a car skidding to a halt only inches from the unsuspecting pedestrian, my feet freeze in mid-stride. I attempt not to run over these two precious ones who have stopped just inches in front of me. Evidently, they are unaware that I am there.
168 Hour Sabbath; A Crayon Box; and The Landscape ...
Frigidness penetrates the jet's window as my cheek presses against it. Everything inside of me is longing for one last drop of warmth from the Hawaiian sun. My eyes are locked on this tiny piece of land as I am swept up and through the skies, back to my other home. Moments are sliding by as the island becomes more faint in my vision.
Hooker Shoes; Sequined Slinky Dress; and an Unforgettable Night
As silent as a feather falling from the sky, my feet slide into my beautiful hooker shoes. My body screams, "YOU are a fool! It has been to many years since you walked in these." My heart is set and there is no going back.
Shades of Gray, Dumbo the Elephant, and The Power of the Pen
Contagious laughter bounces off the inside of sun-warmed car windows. Shades of gray slowly pull themselves up around this part of the planet as dusk gives way to twilight. We inch our way towards the evening Beth Moore event with 5,000 other women. Four, freshly woven together friends, sharing space on this adventure.