Looking back, all I can see Are the those two green towers And the way you looked at me. I remember The smell of Irish beer on your breath, The knowing smile on your face, And the boundaries we should have set. I jumped in recklessly, Your words echoing in my head. We dreamed so… Continue reading Gatsby, green, and me | a poem.
"You're always one decision away from a completely different life." I saw this a while ago and it's been floating around my mind for a bit. And just thinking in context, I have a few friends going through some very personal but very familiar stuff, and I'm just struck by just how absolutely true this… Continue reading make a decision.
I stopped my cousin mid-sentence yesterday because she said something that totally took me back. She was telling me about her plans for next week, and she said she'd be doing something on the first of September. And that the first of September is next Friday. I interrupted her to ask "how are we already… Continue reading life is short, but you can’t rush healing.
Sweet and scared, You see me. You recognize me. I don't intimidate you with my needs. You don't turn away from my pain. You embrace me. You look at me and you see me. You see all of me. And because you do, it's not just imperfections you see. You bring out my beauty. Your… Continue reading you see me. | a poem.
To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the LORD has planted for his own glory. (Isaiah 61:3 NLT) I love tree pose and I love trees.… Continue reading beauty for ashes, when we’ve totally crashed and burned.
I'm Sam. If you're reading this, you most likely know me. I'm going to share a lot of info here most likely, and while I'm not ashamed, there's a lot of mistakes I intend to cover that I don't want to sound proud of either. I hope that doesn't inhibit our friendship here. A few… Continue reading formerly known as having it all together.
It doesn’t matter who you’ve hurt, what you’ve done, who you’ve slept with, what websites you’ve visited, what you’ve lied about – but if it was done in secret, it will be brought to light. God promises that. For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not… Continue reading nothing stays secret forever.