You can’t fix it:Helping someone who is grieving.

I am a fixer. When I see a problem, when I see someone hurting, I have this all-consuming to need to help. I want to give advice. Or buy them food. Or hug them. I just want to fix. It’s a horrible trait and can become quite annoying I know. But those who are close... Continue Reading →

Christian 101

Don’t sin. Don't lie. Don't cuss. Don’t murder people, duh. Don’t get drunk. Don't have sex until your married. Listen to your parents. Jesus died for you. Jesus loves you. God don’t like ugly so don’t be mean. How would Jesus feel about what you just did? Read your Bible. Pray. Why didn’t you read... Continue Reading →

Remember the Purple.

***Name has been changed for party's protection**** "Please, Kyle let me go. Just stop. I have to go to work," I pleaded. I could barely get the words out of my tired lungs as I sobbed uncontrollably from the passenger seat. The taste of blood and tears filled my mouth. My heart beat was so loud I... Continue Reading →

Worship like a Psycho

I am addicted to worship. I am not speaking figuratively here. I. Am. Literally. Addicted. When I haven’t spent time in praise and worship I get this itch deep down inside of me that nothing else can scratch. I can’t think straight. I cannot properly function. But when I take just a minute to spend... Continue Reading →

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