I can’t comprehend How you can be Fully God and fully man To be fully above And fully stand Here on earth with me

I wander. I stumble. I fall. I panic. I pander. I ramble. I stop... Unsure of how to move forward.

Like a bird on a limb on a windy day, I wonder if this branch will snap out from under me.

I am broken. Yes, I am what God made me, But I am a broken version. God created me, One word spoken. Breathed life and made me exactly

Blue eyes. Brown eyes. Young eyes. Eyes that tantalize. Eyes that mesmerize. Eyes that energize. These eyes bring together lives.

Head-hanging, Spit-covered, Bloody, Beaten, Mocked, Fully naked SHAME.

There is a man, of great praise and honor. People line up in great lines to listen to him spit fire. The man speaks to the people with pas

If words were my weapon of choice, would I use them to fight evil? If words were my weapon of choice, could I adequately fend it off?