This is how God made me, designed through the genetics passed down from generation to generation on my mother's side and my father's side.
Feelings of insecurity and worthlessness were sparked by guilt over my chronic disease.
This is a time to be fully haunted by the only ghost deserving to dwell in our lives, the Holy One.
Doing the same thing, expecting different results - year after year after year. It's time for Change.
Christmas can be filled to the brim like hot chocolate overflowing with marshmallows...
Inflatable Expectation: Puddles of plastic Green lifelines tethering each Awaiting the dark
Christmas can be a time of reflection, for somber understanding...it takes courage.
Darkness slithers in Seeking truth to swallow whole Wielding our voice slays
Don't we wish we had a translate button when God is communicating with us?
I could hardly contain my happiness. It was a reprieve, a time of relief, and a moment of mercy.