It is a beautiful morning, just before noon. The sun is up, shining, lighting up the sky. And the sky with it’s pride doesn’t shy away from flaunting its beauty, the clouds form and the birds gracefully fly across them.
She couldn’t figure it out…
What’s wrong this year….it’s almost quater way and she still wasn’t getting it right.
The key had been stolen by the people she hoped she could cherish, people she almost loved. They snatched the key away from her…slowly then all at once.
At her age…naivity was a state of mind. Read More »
Most nights on your bed you would lay, staring at the ceiling. Deep in thought. Deep in memory. Read More »
A Sunday looking like any other only with motions that couldn’t be expressed…
‘Seeds that fell among the thorns; These seeds grow, but with them will the thorns. Unable to distinguish between the two as they approach maturity, the thorns chock up the plant and it dies.’
‘This is the crowded heart. They will hear the word, have fellowship with the people of God and they begin to grow and mature but the cares of the world choke the word and it never bears fruit.’Read More »
Days pass and life (reality) gets busier and more overwhelming as the demons of procrastination slowly but surely gain comfort inside your head and months pass without typing a single word.