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Rest: A Sunday Sermon

If I can be honest, I struggled writing this week’s Sunday Sermon. I struggled because I kept trying to make something work that just wasn’t working. I worked it and reworked it and almost posted it but felt like it…

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To Be Beauty: A Sunday Sermon

The sun, the moon, the stars, and the        air, were all here. Always here.  they came here like        us; unknowingly. We have theories  and thoughts that pertain to how      and why but time, time knows        no bounds and neither should…

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I Am A Writer.

I am a writer. There is venom behind my pen. Courage within my words, I Inflict poison into mindsets  of old degenerates  seeking to create missiles with our pain.    I am a writer. My speech and my cure  are…

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Pretty Face.

It's been a month since I’ve worn makeup. Mostly because I left my makeup bag at my parents house and the 45 minute drive just hasn't felt worth it.   I did my hair at 2am, tweezed my eyebrows in between…

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thirty.

Getting older is scary. Not because we’re closer to old age, but because the weight of responsibilities that sit on our shoulders seem to get heavier and heavier with each year. At least that’s how I felt. I felt like…

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