"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.
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.
You know, in planning a wedding, I’m learning a lot. I’m getting stressed out by a lot, but I’m learning even more. One of the greatest points of contention for me and my family has been over things that I (and/or my fiancé) want vs. things that our families want. The biggest example being the… Continue reading giving God what is God’s. | how stressful wedding planning has given me a fresh look at Mark 12:17
You know, not everything comes at you like a brick wall when you're talking about the things that God reveals to you - but sometimes, things just do. For a while now, I've been trying to accept into my heart what it really means to be the bride of Christ... but let me back up… Continue reading keep calm and say, ‘I do.’
I'm very sorry, Bruno Mars. Somebody lied to you (and my money's on Satan). Her sex might seem like it's taking you to paradise, but believe me, it ain't lettin' you into heaven at all. See, it is written that the thief - aka: the devil - only comes to do three things: 1)steal, 2)kill,… Continue reading locked out of heaven.
So, I wrote a poem. Hope you all like it! I haven't written like this in a long time, so please leave some feedback. Its appreciated! Thanks! __________________________________________________________ I don't know why this love Always looks like a battlefield. And why do I walk around With this sword and this shield? God, why? Why've I… Continue reading Sam writes poetry.
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls... Let's talk. I'm really afraid for girls these days. It scares me that I'm raising a daughter in this world. The thought occurred to me that at the age of 12, I desired to be "sexy." And that's awful. I should have been wrapped up in school and my friends,… Continue reading all the single ladies.