John Newton, the writer of the hymn “Amazing Grace,” was merely a young boy when his mother died. Seeing no other palatable options, Newton’s father, a sailor, took the young eleven-year-old boy out to sea with him. And thus, began the long winding road that would take young John Newton from conscript to deserter, toContinue reading “Amazing Grace”
Writing is Cathartic
Releasing words on paper is liberating. Writing is cathartic. Something is purifying and intense about letting the screams inside your heart escape your head. Relief washes over you with each letter pounded out from the plastic keys of your laptop. You are not creating as much as you are freeing you that has been created.Continue reading “Writing is Cathartic”
Swimming in Could Be’s
I am swimming in could be’s. Maybe you can relate; maybe you can’t. It’s okay if you do, it’s okay if you don’t. Only God can be in the past, present and the future simultaneously. For me, trying to be God is a death sentence. I must live in the moment. I have to remainContinue reading “Swimming in Could Be’s”

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