there by the grace of God

forgiveness is giving up the hope for a better past.

people say that all the events in our life make us who we are. it's like liquid mercury slipping through our hands. one moment believable the next unreachable. 

acceptance. acceptingwho we were. who they were. what was. what wasn't. in this we must choose to believe when even unbelievable. 

faith is not for the faint of heart. it takes every ounce..wringing the dry rag into a thirsty man's mouth...to believe. 

i don't know many people who have truly been called, tested, and tried as such...still choosing to take the next breath. the next step. 

in this we walk, arm in arm, fingers touching, the knowing look. 


love knows no bounds.