To those who have wrestled in the tragic fight against food: the holidays seem to be a season of prepping to eat, eating, and repeating. Rather than dwelling in gratitude, we collectively delve into gluttony and shame; we fill out plates, bloat our stomachs, and plan to run extra miles. To those have more anxiety, …
Liam Murphy Holy x Sad Cops reminds me of my hometown; hopeful and nostalgic in an eerie sort of way. The bare, winter trees; familiar stop lights; unsaturated cement buildings; yellowed grass. It's a bit lifeless when you drive through the streets on a cold, bitter day. Yet, in a weird way, comforting because it …
Today, I have a lot more questions than answers. I see a lot of pain, heartache, death, blindness and justification of sin, disrespect, ignorance to beauty and worth, unbelief in love and grace, hurt, identity crises, gentrification, and abuse. My heart is wincing in the pain of this earth and in the misunderstanding of why …
In the past 19 days, I have learned that Satan is more manipulative than I believe, I am more fickle than I will admit, and God is more caring than I will ever know. Spiritual warfare is real man and it happens in my home, my work, and in my conversations. It is inescapable. Satan …
A few years ago, I experienced major life change at this place. I got to take two of my friends there earlier this year. It was wonderful to be back there. Two years ago, I wondered in to this program that I didn't really understand. For three weeks, I cried, laughed, and adventured until I …
To My Love; My Death I get lost in the sea of his eyes. My face is raw from the sharp edges of my hair violently hitting me. The water is slapping me vigorously. I am wading, swaying in the blue, misty ocean but the clouds come and the water turns dark with white tips …
Eight pages. Eight pages of college-ruled lines weighed down with thoughts, feelings, and memories. My heart ached every time I picked up the pen. I wanted to keep those memories, those feelings. If I didn't let them out of my head, then maybe I didn't have to let them go. I could hold on to him forever. …
Last night a black Toyota came to pick me up. The driver and I made our way to our usual spot. Black sky dully lit with the sporadic lights of a small town. For years we have come to this spot. Countless stories, tears, laughter, and memories were shared here. This place embodies nostalgia. I've never …
Reality seems to be the dirty rocks, dry leaves, and broken earth. My view is full of mundane lives, especially mine. Empty passions, empty words, and empty actions that are permeated with hypocrisy. I speak of passion but do I act on it? I speak of hope but do I believe it? I speak of …
My brain is foggy and overwhelmed. There are puddles everywhere and between the gray sky and heavy smog, I can't make out anything. All I can see are thin, tall, blurry green blobs that extend to the sky. The fog wraps around the skinny trunks of these trees. I started off running but the …
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