One would think that after Christ prayed/said this, Peter would have smooth sailing, right? Dude went on to deny him, and then went back to fishing.
Read MoreLove does not die calmly, even when it dies quietly. It is a storm that leaves someone asking whys and your heart skipping.
Read MoreIt is easier to lead people down the path of their own happiness than to explain the questions I have not even answered to myself. Don’t give me sorrow.
Read MoreOften, because I do not see the end, or I assume the wrong end, I am wary of following instructions; however, I’m learning that God knows the end.
Read MoreA few weeks ago, E asked, "Why does fun stop for grown ups?” I did not know what to answer. I still don’t know, but I think I’m relearning what it means to have fun.
Read MoreIn day time, I'd sit outside and just stare at the parts of the city that looked like hills had climbed into heaven to nuzzle the skies. In the dark of night, city lights shone.
Read MoreI forgot to push my body forward or relax, and so I sank, bending knees in search for floor, hands flailing in panic that he would be distracted and I would drown.
Read MoreI follow random conversations everywhere, and I followed this one out of the mouth of a 77-year-old man and off a train at a random stop to a bar.
Read MoreIt didn’t matter what I went to do in the kitchen, and it didn’t matter if the housekeeper was coming. I had to wash the plates and not say a thing.
Read MoreEach photo is accompanied by a short, hand-written description, and I spend a Sunday afternoon after church sipping sherry and chatting with the aged couple.
Read More“Short stories set in Nigeria,” I answer, because I can’t explain that it is hard to trace the root of brokenness, yet my mind won’t stop time traveling.
Read MoreThere is a certain freedom in exploring cities when you haven't inhaled their fear. You spend time seeing in awe and imagining possibilities instead of clutching bag.
Read MoreI started to see myself in the Bible, much like how I often saw the poetry of some women reflect me. It was no longer about external interpretations.
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