“You don’t need to define this moment, my child. You need only live it.”

Love worth reaching for. Worth hurting for. Worth dying for. This love worth fighting for. And worth staying for.

Great is Your presence, Lord. Great is Your peace. Great is Your truthfulness. Blessed be are we.

One of the things that makes him so incredibly beautiful to me is the way he loves so completely.

It’s no wonder we’ve always sought the sky. After all, my child, our souls were meant to fly.

Maybe all these stars carry the souls of those we’ve lost. And our countless wishes carry all the love we never got to give them. Maybe.

Without acceptance, I would have never known freedom. Without surrender, I would have never known peace. And without dying to myself, I would have never known what it truly means to live.

She is wise, but still learning. She is brave, but ever thoughtful. She is deep, but still has oceans left to fill.

Of this, i am certain, my heart begins and ends with him.

One of the worst feelings I’ve experience, my child, is living with the consequences of staying silent when I should have used my voice.

You made me a mom. And painted the sun and moon inside my heart.

I am his, as he is mine. That is truth. And it is unbreakable.

Being real is effortless, my child, because it means we’ve embraced exactly who we are.

Fear not, he beckoned them, the proof is there within. Do not look for Him inside, that is not where He abides.

I love you. So very deeply. So very honestly. With all that i am. For always.

Of all the gifts i’ve received in this life, his love will always be the one i cherish most.

when he smiles at me, i swear my heart jumps. But when he kisses me? then, i burn.

I’m from a state that houses too many cornfields and a town that no one takes seriously- in a home where glass cuts hurt less than deeply wounded words.

The sun touched your skin with innocent delicacy as if you were a work of out that was made to be admired deeply.

Transformation is a process, and as life happens there are tons of ups and downs. It’s a journey of discovery – there are moments on mountaintops and moments in deep valleys of despair.

The person who seeks all their applause from outside has their happiness in another’s keeping .

We want Realism’s wealth of experience and Symbolism’s depth of feeling. All art is a problem of balance between two opposites.

The deepest level of worship is praising God inspite of pain, trusting Him during a trial, surrendering while suffering, and loving Him when He seems distant.

It is your holy work, to deeply love, honor and respect the precious self that you are, the soul that only you hold.

We are made of everything. And everything is made of us. We are deeply rooted to mother earth, our home.