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  • It works

    “Then said he to me, These waters issue out towards the east country, and go down into the desert, and go into the sea: which being brought forth into the sea, the waters shall be healed.” (Ezekiel 47:8)The idea of the River is to bring life to the “desert,” as the Holy Spirit Alone through… Read more

  • my dance is not over just on pause daily my gravity pulls my world from beneath my feet as my heart races to catch a ghost,a shadow of someone I used to be: POTS my new internal roommate My bedroom tilts and twists on its axis, furniture shifts, the familiar becomes a mountain much like… Read more

  • observe never absorb

    I sit with affective empathy in my office and cradle my coffee while lost in a mosaic of fractured reflections from the storm in the mind of the person across the desk from me watching out the slightly open window as a petulant child tugs on the hem of her mother’s patience, and hearing her… Read more

  • My hero drives a wheelchair

    Because Jesus thought so much of you,to place you in my way,I found redemption, and as I sit with my butter pecan coffee each sip reminds me that grace drives a wheelchair Tears and prayers of my parents stored by God, we’re released When you speak,the world of Satan trembles, and my heart and soul… Read more

  • Tempest resistant

    In the quiet of the hospital room,you lay , a mosaic of strength,31 needles laid out like a soldier’s salute,each one a story etched in the skin of your arms; yet the way you smile,as if the world is offering you coffee and an eclair Every day a marathon,your vision, a puzzle with missing pieces,yet… Read more