JESUS – WRITING – PHOTOGRAPHY
The outside can be remarkably deceiving. Life is filled with questions of “What do you do?” and “What do you want to be?” and “Where do you see yourself in (insert number of years here)?” And all of those relate to and are most commonly asked concerning jobs and outward performance—ourselves are most defined, in…
***A NOTE: I am not positive that what I have written below is totally correct, or if I said things in a way that make sense the way I was intending. Writing about the death of a person I did not know in relationship to my own life and others may not be totally appropriate,…
If you had only one word, who would you say you are? Daughter? Wife? Husband? Father? Mother? Son? Friend? Who are you? One word—that’s it. When you strip yourself down to the completely undecorated basics—who are you? Take off every mask and façade—take off all the makeup, all the show, all the dressy clothes and…
Just take another breath. There you go. Breath in and out. Breath in and out. Breath in and out. Every racing part of your heart, would it calm in the Presence of the Great Peace Himself. For you have entered a holy space where fear has no hold and anxiousness is not king. There is…
I’m not sure that I could come up with an even close-to-correct estimate for the number of hours, days, and weeks of my time I have spent obsessing about how I look. How often does “fearfully and wonderfully made” sound absolutely ridiculous? How often do the pounds, inches, and any other conglomerate of numbers provoke…
