the scathing. the ripping. read to see what kind of pain leads to saving.

Grace waits quietly, not to shame us, but to free us. I wrote this from a place of defeat. But God met me with grace. Maybe you need that reminder too. ❤️

Grace waits quietly, not to shame us, but to free us. I wrote this from a place of defeat. But God met me with grace. Maybe you need that reminder too. ❤️

the pain of change is so real. as I reflect on this year, I see how much I’ve changed and with that has come some inevitable growing pains. read part 2 of the pain of change for some hope even in the midst of all the changes 🪙♡

the pain of change is so real. as I reflect on this year, I see how much I’ve changed and with that has come some inevitable growing pains. read for some hope even in the midst of all the changes 🪙♡

“God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him.” Colossians 1:19. Him, being Jesus. How could the fullness of God be contained in a man? How could perfection dwell in sin? How could this great love come as a baby and one day sprawl out his body on the cross? I invite you too see how I answer these questions with adoration and deep thought.

if you’ve been feeling like the mundane of life is weighing you down, this one’s for you♡

nothing to prove 

nobody else to be

nothing else to see 

except for my love's eyes staring right back at me

how can someone so holy love a sinner like me, whose hands are filthy?

i will never know… it'll take a life to uncover such a wonderfully beautiful mystery

I’ve fallen in love with life again 
no longer wrapped up in addiction
because of this love i find myself falling in

a thousand rainfalls

could pour out of me

but when the emotions are gone and the fog of life has faded away

may my eyes be forever set on you, everyday

still. still my soul. wait, as I retell a story of old.

We’re all much more multifaceted than a simple screen and the media we see. Letting go of what others think and my own self-loathing, I can truly say I get to experience breaking free from every box that’s tried to keep me trapped. and I’m here to show you that you can too.

We’re all much more multifaceted than a simple screen and the media we see. Letting go of what others think and my own self-loathing, I can truly say I get to experience breaking free from every box that’s tried to keep me trapped. and I’m here to show you that you can too.

closing one chapter and stepping into the next. if you're going through a transition or just saying bye to lots of things lately, this one's for you ♡ 

whether its love lost or a dream going up in flames, grief impacts us all. meek and weak, I come, with words on the grappling grips of grief. no words could suffice for for the irreparable ways grief changes us… makes us see everything differently. yet, something must be said for voids that can’t be filled and a pain that cuts so deep that it never fully dissipates.

beauty may catch our eyes for a moment, but it fades as quickly as it comes. this poem calls us not to live in vanity, but to live meaningfully.

beauty may catch our eyes for a moment, but it fades as quickly as it comes. this poem calls us not to live in vanity, but to live meaningfully.

butter n thunder - a poem and a prayer

encouraging you with this simple thought: limits are for your benefit

what if I told you I knew your type?
read this poem to see what I mean