I am a holy vessel I sit definitively on the shelf cracked and faded pushed to the back corner by the world where seemingly the hands of...

God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble. So we will not fear when earthquakes come and the mountains...

A poem...

With a blink of an eye You make mountains; one exhale and the sun rises. You are God Most High! And yet, I try to create YOU to fit into...

The deafening sounds of silence shake my system with volatility. Fear and Insecurity approach me impishly and powerfully; all I want to...