The Critic

There was once a room in the mind where someone lived.It is quiet there now — quiet where there used to be only noise and screaming. And if there was peace, it was merely a prelude to what was guaranteed to come next. Anything but that. In that room lived an emotional economy built on…

Mary

“For he has looked at the humble state of his servant. For behold, from now on, all generations will call me blessed.” Luke 1:48, WEB Being raised primarily non-denominational growing up I didn’t think much about Mary, the mother of Jesus. If she was mentioned, it was in passing. Rarely ever was the subject of…

The Life

I’ve taken a bit of a hiatus admittedly from writing. I have felt that I have poured out my soul into the words I have written and I needed to heal and search for the part of my soul that these curated words have come from. I have reconnected with that part. That part is…