Fall slows me down in the best ways. She begs attention & an awareness that I am more than what I produce or what I think I should produce. Fall is a reminder that all …
Remain in love and peace all the days of my life – find hope where the ancient walls crumble at the mighty name of He who is in me and with me all the days …
Writer’s block does not exist.
I will always remember being repaired.
I’m on the Spanglish Seminary podcast today. Come take a listen on Testimony.
Our bodies were made to hold the truth
like vessels of transport from one generation to the next
You are a truth, amiga. Your existence is mighty resistance.
How much can the human soul hold? Besides earthquakes, hurricanes, mass shootings, poverty, systemic oppression, and a cornucopia of hurt, the human soul also holds the very breath of our Creator. Our soul holds the …
On the syllables of root words inherited from the fall./ In the history books you rewrote with your existence./ Story begins where we dare
Hope looks like an unexpected welcome.