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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The Velvet Hammer of Uncertainty; A Violent Hope, and Imaginary Theology
Arriving at the hospital, I am very aware that I am entering in a place with many uncontrollable variables. This is a place where physical life and death are daily occurrences. It is a place where pain precedes healing, and loss often leads to scars.
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.