Careful little dreamer, Or you’ll give yourself away Do you not see? Those thoughts, those choices aren’t worth the price It’s a sickening thought The journey you desire is shorter than you realize Perhaps if you think you stand, You might just be drowning In the sea of conflict, whose waters lure you in Making it impossible for you to escape The crest of the ocean which is fiercely...

There are times when I feel lost.  There are times when I feel lonely.  There are times when I feel as though I have lost all of the depth to me, everything that made me, me.  It’s difficult to figure out how that is even possible.  How do I just lose everything that seemingly makes me the person I am meant to be?  Maybe it was when I stopped taking the time to sit, to...

I can listen.  I can really listen.  I listen to the way the waves roll onto the shore.  The way the insects chirp and the birds sing, and the way the rain dances on the windowpanes. I listen to the laughter of the people who’s hearts are pumping with pure unfettered joy and to the tears that come from the person weeping on their knees as sorrow fills them to the brim. I listen...

  Words can bring joy and words can bring pain.  Words have so many meanings, so many different powerful meanings.  But some people are careless enough to where they don’t worry how their words will affect other people.  They don’t think before they speak.  And not only do they not care how it could affect the people around them but as Christians, it seems we’ve lost interest...

Here lately, I’ve been thinking about the concept of home.  Home is known as a house, or the place you live, or where you grew up. Maybe it’s your country, or state, or something that is tangible.  But home can’t always be explained as your street number.  Sometimes it’s a face or a voice, or a laugh that is more honest and raw and familiar than any truth you have ever known....

In today’s society, truth is no longer absolute, but what you make it to be.  It is relative.  Some people believe that there is no such thing as absolute absolutes.  But how can they be absolutely sure?  To make such a statement as that is in itself of claim of an absolute truth, and therefore, contradictory.  Without truth, how can we be said to...

I stepped outside onto the front porch, seeping in a breath of the crisp cool air.  A fresh coat of powdered snow covered the ground.  I slipped my sock covered feet into my sister’s old boots and buttoned up my thick wool coat, ready to take the trek up to town.  I walked the old dirt road, the brisk wind flushing my cheeks.  The sky was beautiful this time of day. ...