It had been a few months since I had sat in my church. Those months had been full of waiting on God, pursuing Him, and listening to Him. I knew where He was leading me next would require dying...
my musings
on the dying of dreams
2020.07.02
his call
2020.05.31Cities –full of humanity. Homelessness, brokenness, loneliness abounds...
how can you know?
2020.01.26She sits beside me, in the passenger seat of the car, and I’m forced to reminisce. A little more than a year ago...
the dilema
2020.01.24It’s been two and a half years since I left my adoptive country to return to my birth country. You’d think that by now I’d feel at home in my birth country...
run
2018.05.19dedicated to Savanah, daughter of my heart...