deep think. simple say.

“Don’t shine so that others may see you…shine so that through you, others may see Him.” I want to shine. I want to be that girl who walks in the room and makes everyone smile. I want to light a room without saying a word. I’ll give all that I am just to emanate His light and His goodness. The one who always takes the good from the bad and she literally radiates happiness, strength, independence, confidence, love, and surety. I want to shine. And who am I not to share this light? It’s hard to be an example of something I am not, but I am a Daughter of God. Brilliant, gorgeous, talented, caring. I am powerful beyond measure. There is nothing brilliant in shrinking so that others don’t feel insecure around me. We were meant to rise up our voices and give everything we got. I was born to make manifest the glories of our God. I am a light on a hill. And as I let my own light shine, it will give others the confidence to do the same. And I’ll be all I can be through Him and with

When you wake up to a sky as blue as cotton candy. The whitest, fluffiest clouds you’ve ever seen. Smelling the blossoming flowers. Chocolate. Witnessing a child’s innocence. Someone tells you that you look tan. Feeling the prickling feeling of the sun burning your skin. Sliding on those old worn out blue jeans that fit like a glove. Knowing you have absolutely nothing to do all day. Your husband’s hand on your lower back. Cuddling a child as they sleep. Warming up by a bon fire. Hearing crickets chirp. Smelling boat gasoline. Watching an old man grab his wife’s hand as they walk. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. Island music. The lake lapping at the sides of a boat while you lay on the dock. Walking into an arena with thousands of people. Wearing oversized hoodies. Hearing a child’s shrill laugh followed by a splash. Hitting every green light. The smell of Christmas cinnamon and oranges. Forehead kisses. Watching firewor

Oh babe, don’t you remember? That first night, I couldn’t look away. And here we are together, 6 months. And I’m here to stay. Ooohh…. It feels so right Knowing you could love me for the rest of my life. X2 You wouldn’t wait any longer, Couldn’t wait to drop on that knee. I ran and you got that ring, I said yes, you gave me everything Ooohh…. It feels so right, Knowing you could love me for the rest of my life X4

When the sting of the hot water hides the sting in your eyes, Salt in wounds, re opened everyday. To remind you, you’re not you anymore. And I’m tired of telling everyone I’m OK, I want to scream IM NOT OK. But they don’t understand, no one could. When they ask how I feel, where it hurts… I feel like I was just punched in the gut with every bit of food I take, Not to mention the feeling of glass cutting your esophagus rolling straight into your lungs so that later… when you hiccup? They can cut your ribs. Oh and don’t worry about breathing... Feeling a vice around my sternum that retaliates at me truing to take a deep breath, only to tighten harder on both my heart and spine, shooting stars outward, along every single rib front and back. And don’t be confused by the beauty of shooting starts. I literally mean, a burning ball of gas slowly dying into the atmosphere. And then there’s that lump, in the bac