There are all types of moms in this world. Ones who don’t get flowers, ones who don’t want to celebrate the day. Let us be gentle on all...

The best is yet to be. While kind, it is full of hope. Faith is a substance that fuels it, Though trials sometimes seem like a rope....

Adam and Eve started our story, Though first to live, they were also first to sin.

Though this soil is hard and not ripe, Though the earth we walk does not lend a hand. I fear not the doubt said by many, Their words...

I wade in waters that surround me, I slush through like a hunter in the forest. Though leaves fall by my side, though shivers reach my...

Look to the mountain on each side of you, This sin that, though not seen, can be felt. The grimy flesh that clouds my mind, Praise to the...