Broke my arm…
The sidewalk was traitorous.
Sporting bruises
Garish… (‘sartorious’?)
Daily tasks
Awkward and laborious.
A little down
Though actually victorious.
Reminding myself
He remains glorious.
Broke my arm…
The sidewalk was traitorous.
Sporting bruises
Garish… (‘sartorious’?)
Daily tasks
Awkward and laborious.
A little down
Though actually victorious.
Reminding myself
He remains glorious.
There’s so much going on One more thing goes wrong It feels overwhelming Not sure I can cope. …Remember the donkey. When should I talk
I remember the first time it happened. My friend Cory and I were on a hike and took a detour. I was scrambling over rocks
Everything converged at the right time and place. A perfectly executed plan: Genetic lines, chosen and shepherded for generations, watched over and protected, led and
I love the various colours of life. They bring such vibrancy and joy. I have found that God is the Source of all the colours that make life worth living.
