Singing about being rescued will never get old. Never.
This place is just a trailer for a film, Brandon. Our lives here. Heaven is like the movie. Except there’s only one trailer before the movie. And the movie won’t ever end.
Sometimes you can lock the doors and close the blinds, but the monsters are still there inside your house, sleeping and breathing and just waiting to wake up and terrorize you all over again.
Home should never be dark or full of shadows and secrets. It should be bright and full of open doors. It should be full of stories wanting to be told.
You can stand in the middle of a street and let the drops fall on you and feel refreshed. It's like God's little sprinkler.
There are a thousand beautiful things behind that look. A marvelous sort of ache that only a few people know about. Some miraculous sort of sorrow she's managed to walk away from.
