for words in the dark. for the feel of the path beneath             my feet. for the sound of Your breath,             unseen. for the sunrise that does not             end the exile,             but reminds me             to remember. for the memory             of the long thirst             in the desert,             of kingly … Continue reading Grateful

I woke up at 3:00 am thinking of you. You, the one struggling to believe or maybe even refusing to believe at all. I think of you all the time, actually. I was also thinking of myself and my own struggles to believe, my desires to have all the answers to tell you so you … Continue reading Things I Know to Be True: Some thoughts at 3:00