The personal path of healing and freedom is often unpaved. With each of our various experiences and encounters, brokenness is often...

Dear God, How do I describe America other than saying, “She’s like a teenager… Young… Wildly curious… Created with a divine purpose by...

Dear America, Land of the spiritually, mentally, emotionally and physically enslaved, insecure and weak… I’m sorry. I’m sorry that we’ve...

Sometimes I wonder what it must’ve been like to be a child… to have to learn so many complex skills like taking, walking and reading… How...

I feel offended… I feel bitter…. Actually I know I’m bitter deep down… I’ve gone round and round about bitterness lately… But this… This...

I’m a little irritated… maybe a little angry…. a little bit disappointed…. and I didn’t really realize it until last night…. Before dad...