When I say that, I mean I actually. And then, it was gone. My natural mind tried to reason that I should stop crying but then, my spirit was captured. These are all the tears you have never cried. All the times I swallowed the hot tears of my gentle, feminine heart. I was soft inside and felt myse.

Thursday, August 6, 2015. I do not hold to the belief that sin seperates us from God. God runs to sinners, we see this in the life of Jesus. the perfect reflection of our Father. Separation is a westernized idea. Sin is missing the mark. What mark? The mark of being truly ourselves. Our sinful behaviors are simply symptoms of lack of understanding who we are. The lens our Father saw us through.

Thursday, August 13, 2015. I ammy own worst enemy. I can do this without you. They have two choices - stay and be pulled under along with me, or leave me to do it myself. A few stay because they are stronger, able to withstand my thrashing long enough to drag me back to shore. I make it miserable otherwise. Thursday, August 6, 2015. I am on my hands a.

It was broken, it was scared, it was hopeful, it was Beautiful. Yesterday during worship I physically watched the face of a human transform into the face of my Father. It was broken, it was scared, it was hopeful, it was Beautiful. I want you to talk to .