Even as a teenager, I knew that the light was my refuge. If I could just hold on until daybreak, I would be able to rest my eyes, to sleep in peace. I have nothing left to give, and I have no fight left in me, and right now, I am just holding on until daybreak.
Tag: Jesus heals broken things
Dear 5-Year-Old Me
Can you pin-point a place in time, in your personal history, where the course of your life changed? A choice that was made - by you, or perhaps one that was made for you - that would forever alter your life. Allow yourself to travel back in time to that place, that moment in time. … Continue reading Dear 5-Year-Old Me
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