Hope


Shadowed

In Junior High English class something started to click for me. It was the first time I was able to write about what I thought and felt. Whether it was the first time I was asked or just the first time I was able to process my inner being onto paper I’m not sure, but it grabbed me and never let go. Since then, praying and writing nearly always coincide, when I am praying my fingers […]

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