I’m determined to choose joy. I don’t know what that means yet, but this is just the beginning of that journey. And I’m letting you in on it as a form of accountability.
I Choose Joy
Birthday Love
All of us bear fruit. How do people experience the fruit you bear? If you’re a Christian, do your interactions, particularly with the least of them, seem to come from the tree of a believer?
Growth Hurts
Ask a brutally beaten Jesus covered in blood with holes in his hands. Love costs ... I dare you to be secure enough and bold enough to question your Christianity and grow.
Exposing the Hypocrite
To all my friends who I haven't successfully convinced to join this community ... I'm desperately sorry for the pain that this refusal to learn, grow, change ... to love ... for the pain that this hypocrisy brings. Sadly, oftentimes, Christianity can be such a great faith and such a bad community.
Exhaustion and a Dry Oasis
Who or what do you become for that person? Do you express affection? Do you love at all?
Are You Really What You See?
I've realize as an artist that if people choose to see anything, they'll see the art, but they'll never see you. And that's painful.
A Letter to a Friend
Have I really demonstrated a sense of attachedness? Affection? PERSONAL regard? Do I even know the depth of this person’s heart?
Oh, For a Moment, Pt. 2
Make moments. Make them well. And make them bright.
In Regards to My Purpose and Forsaken Love
It takes effort to get to know someone who is not like you—it takes selflessness and a higher concern for outsiders than yourself and your comfortability.
Unapologetically Christian 