“Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me.
See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
can i get real with you? i mean raw, unfiltered, and pure vulnerability. i’ve been thinking about redemption and grace lately. in my line of work this isn’t spoken of often. many people are fueled by anger, ‘justified’ anger. the kind of anger that is backed up by experiences of being violated. the type of anger that should force the people who’ve never experienced that level of violation to be quiet and listen. yet, i can’t help but see the hypocrisy in this. you see, we long for grace and redemption but are unwilling to give it back.
hello friends. once again i feel i must apologize for being so late on my posts. i left the social media world a couple of weeks ago in hopes to focus on my novel, and unfortunately life happened and my posts needed to be pushed. i hope to share bits and pieces of it on my post, so stay with me!
in the last several weeks since i last shared something with you all i’ve had to face some pretty tough realities. it’s been a reality i’ve longed for, for some time now, only i had imagined i’d feel much different when it happened.