Reach into your heart and find the gold in it. Mine is shaped like an Olympic medal.
Sleepwalking is resterciseMy existence is young like the blossoming leaves. I have experienced nothing yet.
Thoughts of a Burning HeartThere is no rest in the heart of God until He knows that you are at resh in His grace.
Perfect PeaceThis place is in my heart, but it can't be my home, not now, maybe not ever..." - Samuel Yates
Running BarefootQuite collected at cocktail parties, meanwhile in my head I'm undergoing open-heart surgery.
Transformations