“We walk through fires only to sulk in the ashes.”

My eyes are a blessing yet in times like this I envy the blind.

If the sky was my canvas I’d paint it with a portrait of you.

Brave is he who has a thousand wounds and still wants to heal the world.

Lean on me you give me, the strength to move mountains.

This world is a disgrace no regret for the human race.

Plant the seeds of love and in time fruits will blossom.

It takes a lot of strength to speak the truth in a world built on lies.

We lost sanity in vanity chaos breeds insanity.

If you can’t help them grow let them flourish alone.

Get lost, just not in my eyes.

Slowly but surely forever is becoming my favorite lie.

Many mirrors would shatter if they were able to reflect the images of our hearts.

Content is the key that unlocks bliss.

He who says the least speaks the most.

I forgive you for not knowing your worth – letter to self.

Tired of being tired burnt out from putting our fires.

You need to remember that being rejected by church is not the same as being rejected by God. God did not kick you out of church, honey. The church kicked God out of church.

Quantity has a quality all its own.

Her life is deep, but I still dig her.

The death of one man is tragic, but the death of thousands is statistic.

You mirror what the world mirrors to you.

Is prayer your steering wheel or your spare tire?

Don’t hold onto anything so tightly that Jesus can’t take it from you.

You can only be afraid of what you think you know.