Snippet about books, from my [hopeful] book;

Raw reality. I don’t know about you, but I feel like I’ve wasted my time if I read a book and the author is a fake. I mean, I get enough of that in life. Everyone is always trying to shield their identity from you, people are afraid of sharing their true selves with anyone. …

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These eyes;

The older I get the more I learn that I know nothing. Sure, I’m a know-it-all with a penchant for odd, and surprisingly useless facts, but still, I’m clueless as they come. I have so much time in my day and sometimes I know how to put every single second to good use, ultimately benefitting, …

Twenty-three;

Twenty-three. Twenty-three is where I find myself. Alone. Homeless. Wandering. Experimenting. Aimless. Arrogant & humbled. Reliant. Confused. Emotionally unaware. Hypersensitive. And on and on it goes. Twenty-three hit me like a rogue train, jumping the tracks and shoving me into uncertainty. I used to have motivation, direction, dreams. Now I’m just an unhoused vagabond. Bobbing …

Acts 12

Peter was put in prison by King Herod, and he was guarded by four squads of soldiers. On this particular night, he was bound with two chains between two soldiers, and there were guards before the door- and constant prayer was offered to God for him from the church. Now behold, an angel of the …