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Emmanuel 2

I remember when you first held my hand. Thumb rather; five over one. Fingers pink in color, gripping tightly as if before you drew your first breath you already knew who I was. As if you were heaven sent, specifically for me. Little did I know that you were in pain. Consumed by my own, …

Emmanuel

I don’t remember the last time I walked down the lake with you. If I had known it was the last time I would have held onto every phrase, every expression, every story, every scent, every feeling of that moment. If I had known it was the last time I would have replayed that moment …

Mensah

“Believing you shall receive.” I don’t get it. Right now I don’t even know what that means. Why am I here? To watch people die? And grieve with their families? Where do I draw the line? Between understanding the science and believing in the Unseen. Between wishing for brain death and praying for hope to …

Your Word

You regard Your Word above Your name, teaching me to how pray: lead me not into temptation but deliver me from evil! But the evil of this world is soaking wet, drenching all four corners of this earth. Where can I run to, where can I hide! I hear these voices say “Dwell, dwell in …