"I was either going to be dead or I was going to do life in prison.”
Tony Goodwin
I Want To Be Like Water
I still think about that afternoon on the Chattahoochee. Back then, I thought I was writing about water. But now I know I was writing about having the faith and courage to step into waters not knowing where the current would carry me.
Grandma’s Hands
Grandma’s hands were loved more than she could ever understand.
The Wait
I'm often infatuated with God’s hand, not His heart. I’ve read the scriptures and parables. I know the miracles He’s performed. But I skim over the time it takes for the miracles to happen.
Creative, Called and Still Figuring It Out
Some days, I feel unstoppable. Other days, I stare at a blank screen wondering if I’ve lost my spark. Most days? I’m somewhere in between—actively trying, still figuring it out, still choosing to show up even when I’m not sure how it’s all going to come together.
The Prodigal Son
I was building from a state of brokenness—serving my community while walking over the shattered pieces of my existence.
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