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Almost there!

Kade and I now have just a few days left. It seems like forever since I have seen here last. It is so very hard to believe that we have been working to God’s...

Angels Call

The rain and thunder poured down, Upon my blood drenched face, Car flipped over twice in the ditch, Threw me into this muddy place,

The Little Box

You were thrown into the room that night, Awoken from your deep sleep, Stripped you of your dignity and clothing, Measured you up for your own keep,

Beach Life

Cover up the sounds with music, Hide the water behind the pages, Laying on the beach alone, The world is all mine,

Jr. High

Some people call Jr. High yearbooks humiliating. I call them perspective makers. I look back at the pictures and remember all the concerns I had in life and ...