Monthly Archives: October 2012

And I know you think you have to offer a solution or an answer. As if God Himself weren’t enough of an explanation. Storms may come, and you can’t try to negate their existence or pretend they don’t affect you. … Continue reading →

And I know there were days when you sat in the dark and just prayed for an escape. And that’s not wrong. But I think sometimes we act like escape or perish are the only options. Because God said “be … Continue reading →

And I know there are a lot of things that simply cannot be prevented or helped. Changing seasons, books with last pages, and the smiles or tears that form on your face. The point is that everything eventually has an … Continue reading →

And I know pretty soon it will be your birthday. And I’ll just miss you. Not because it’s dramatic or sad or overwhelming. Just, we were so close and then we weren’t. Life changes quickly and I’ve learned to accept … Continue reading →

And I know as you grow older, memories like this become one of your few connections to careless happiness. We seem to think innocence, once taken, can never be found again. I was told once “As we grew up, the … Continue reading →

And I know it’s hard to break down walls you’ve spent so much time creating. I used to believe I was confined by the cage I built around myself. But the roof of that cage wasn’t the sky. And the … Continue reading →

And I know there are so many ways to bury, cover, and cope with loss. I know because I’ve tried most of them. Maybe you can use my experience as a reference point. The key to strength is really quite … Continue reading →

And I know these walls and doors are irreparably worn, and consequently locked shut. They say “where there’s life, there’s hope.” And despite the warning signs and the way you push me out, when you want me least is when … Continue reading →

And I know we are strangers in a strange land. We thirst for something greater than this world. And with every step we run closer to the Homeland. Closer to redemption.

And I know what it feels like to have your wings clipped, broken, and scarred. But I’m not afraid of falling. And there is never anything so mutilated, torn, or ripped apart, that God cannot or will not piece back … Continue reading →