Bill Johnson once talked about demonic forces. He spoke a little about horror films, and the ability they have to seep fear into our lives. When we watch movies or fill our heads with horror media, it leaves us scared and unsure, and our thoughts are filled with nothing but the images we just saw.

You decide. I think it’s pretty legitimate and if it isn’t, then it’s a pretty darn good fake.

living like jesus can be so hard. did he ever want to quit? did he ever want to climb to the top of a mountain - and just scream? to pull a blanket up to his face and let it all out… gut-wrenching, tears streaming, face red and flushed, letting go of all that was fighting inside? did jesus ever find it

It’s amazing to have parents who will sit there by you as your heart explodes. My heart erupted so suddenly tonight. Spurred on so abruptly, a bruise touched heavily. And I was gasping for air, cheeks feeling red (that could also be due to my massive sunburn, however). But they sat there, they listened, and they cared.

Lies are silent destroyers of relationship. We find it so necessary to be right all of the time. We want our stories to be the crowd favorite, and we never fail to make ourselves look blameless within our own tales. And in our efforts to make our clothes spotless, we create lies whether we see it

You have been directed here thinking that this post has something to do with what you searched for.  Perhaps it was cool tennis balls, crazy trampoline sports, or the hottest gophers.  I’m just going out on a limb to say you did not type cool, crazy, or hottest in the search box alone.  Chances are,

Paul was glassware.

A year ago, I was just settling into my dorm room at Ferris State University. Ward Hall, room 322. Dorms have this smell to them, not bad, but so specific and precise and undeniable. I can still smell them, and I remember mine perfectly so. I can feel the hot air that escaped through the

I’ve taken a self-imposed hiatus from writing these past few days. There comes a point when emotions surpass the ability to lay down your thoughts in words. Or, rather, you just don’t want to lay them down for the weight of the moment is too heavy, too much for the soul to bare. It is one

“Many people experience tragedy and just throw in the towel, or just emotionally do a tail spin. It is legal to grieve, it is important. It is legal to have pain. All that stuff is normal. It’s like “I’m not spiritual if I feel that” - no, you’re probably dead if you don’t feel it.