The humming first note in a violin's gentle melody pierced the car ride home. Home. The low hanging moon snagged my attention as I gazed across the large lake encompassed by small mountains. Home. Where is that anymore? The violin ministered a supernatural song that sounded so like my Dad in Heaven's voice. Yes, this … Continue reading Spirit and Truth
Our identity is everything. To get a job, to open a bank account, to drive a car, to travel, to marry, to go to school..literally everything in this world requires identification. What's your name? What do you look like? Who are you? You know what you look like. You know your name. If someone asked … Continue reading Who am I?
The words escape my mind as steam from a hot shower evaporates on a cold winter's day. Eloquent descriptions of what I view in my day to day appear in my thoughts like a blinking cursor waiting to be moved onward, a pen itching in my hand to be scratched upon paper, and yet the … Continue reading Cling