Alone in a Hospital Room
I awoke from a restless sleep. The clock read 1:46. Wasn’t that the time it said when I came into this room? How long had I been here? Two hours, three hours, five hours? Panic threatened to overtake…
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I awoke from a restless sleep. The clock read 1:46. Wasn’t that the time it said when I came into this room? How long had I been here? Two hours, three hours, five hours? Panic threatened to overtake…
This season feels like a beautifully intricate dance, and there are many moments where I must think fast. This is not a season of rest as I have known it before. Rest must fuel me, but here there…
It’s not as simple as I would like it to be. Freedom is a continual choice. One decision doesn’t make a lifestyle. A lifestyle is built around a series of choices. A continuation of choosing, again and again.…
Change is coming and there is nothing I can do to stop it. My soul cries out “I’m not ready!” But it pays no mind and regards my desperate plea as irrelevant. This is happening. Tonight…
It’s the fear of being known as ‘flaky.’ It’s the fear of man that plagues my mind and has kept me from making a decision this whole time. It’s my desire to be in control of my life. It’s the…
A week ago I was seriously beginning to doubt that I had what it takes to go to Guatemala. Maybe it was kind of like how I doubted that I had what it took to come to Gainesville.…