I?m not sure how in depth I ever should get in here. What to write about and what to avoid, who all I could bring into this open forum that is the internet just because God placed them into my life. I tend to avoid using names a lot of the time, or certain subjects…

thundering drops participate through golden gutters showing me the light of life within you God?s grace moving through spinning a mind into amazement simple? astonishment my heart praises God for seeing parts of Him in you I couldn?t believe what I saw the first time I looked your way. There was so much moving in…

Being alone sucks. It truly does, while my ideal place of relaxation is alone I still love having people around… I need to have people around me. Friday night had to be one of the worst nights I?ve had in recent memory. Everyone I knew was either out drinking or gone for the weekend. For…

Grace, in greek is Charis. There are staples in the Christian faith that everyone just assumes you live. Maybe assuming is a strong word. My point is that it was something I never understood growing up. How could someone live by grace as the bible calls us to. ?I became a servant of this gospel…

Can you see them swooping from the heavens, swords in hands saving the world. As I peer from the window I see the battle blazing as my heart ceases to flutter. Before my eyes lay affects of the night before, scared huddled in a corner. Praying to not be alone, praying that righteousness could be…

For the past month there has been something that, time and time again, as been resurfacing in my walk with the Lord. Those things in my life that I desire are starting to play a more active and large part in my faith. As I?m faced with larger and more important decisions understanding my desires…

My whole life has been lived on fast forward (or you could call it running into the future) since my depression started back in 8th grade. I think I felt like I could out run it and the feelings associated with depression, and that if I got to some distant point that it would become…

Afterthoughts appear instantly Words confused and conditioned to hint nothing sometimes leaves me wondering then or not, time should slow for my head to stop spinning.. So it probably doesn?t make a whole lot of sense. So is it with most of what I seem to be writing since I got back from France. Not…