Enough?

He scooped me up, smiling mischievously. Within seconds he bolted – with me in his arms - straight into the pool.  To some it would have been no big deal. They would have laughed it off, perhaps plotting secret revenge. But despite my longing to be that person, I am not. Instead, the little girl... Continue Reading →

Brave?

Brave. That is the word you keep speaking to me, God. Brave. But I am not brave. No, this girl of yours is far from brave. I want to be. I try to be. But fear. Fear always pushes its way into my mind, hoping to shut me down. God? I hear you whispering to me.... Continue Reading →

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