Sometimes I wonder how much of a failure I am. Can you succeed in that? I seem so deep in denial or so rich in justification layers that I may be unaware of reality in total. I am run by life as an amusing muse that must not be challenged. Where are You. and what have we done with lunch?
All we have is the stories we can tell and the love we have known and the faith we breathe
Formed
Too many
Explain
Tried
Forgot
Lived
Attacked
Clocked
Code
One more
I.D.
Found
Moved
Fixed 2
naked prayers
Tested by keys
Pictures of depth
Risk
Assessed
Stretched
Awareness
Tears
Theology
Left-overs
Details
Driving
18 again
Thankful
Eternal perspective
Colorful mosaic
Story of purpose
Embrace longer
Define Blessing
