The honors of this world...

what are they but puff, and emptiness, and peril of falling?
- Joseph Addison.

trying to learn how to build

bridges instead of walls

A Product of Forced Tutoring

Downtown
Middle of winter, midnight
Voices still echo on the street
But none come and whisper
"Are you okay?"

Sitting
She stares out from her spot on the bench
Like a bird who is ready to fly
Yet the teacher left too soon
She, the forsaken

Hope
springs again with the reminder
All is not as it should be
but there is good left
a rescue at the break of dawn

it's a promise

"I will go before you and will level the mountains; I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places....." (Isaiah 45:2&3)

Love is a dangerous idea. Grace is a dangerous idea. Forgiveness is the kind of idea that will mess your life up, for the better, but there’s nothing safe about loving your enemy. That’s what I want for my life. Let’s not be safe. Let’s be real and raw and alive.

- Jonathan Acuff

make each day

your masterpiece

woah! uh.maz.ing.

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