Startled awake by yet another nightmare, my body jolts into alertness. Each night, my subconscious paints vivid images, and my body wrestles as if they are real. My heart races. Sleep feels impossible. I yearn to feel safe. When my flesh feels far from God's promises, I...
Yesterday’s motivation and energy stared back at me from the long list of ideas sitting on my table. I had worked late into the evening the night before. And with each completed task, I added another—writing them down so I wouldn’t forget by morning. But when morning...
Under the veil of darkness, a predator walked my path. Hunting, prowling - leaving his mark with every step. A path I walked daily, blissfully unaware of his presence. This morning, the sunlight revealed his footprints. The size of the prints made me pause and ponder, "What else am...
The sun reflected off my blonde hair like a beacon, inviting strangers to stare. On the busy Asian street, the locals strained their necks to see me, a foreign teenager with light hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Many approached cautiously, reaching their hands out, requesting to...
I stared out the window of the moving train, mesmerized by the unfamiliarity of everything before me. The writer in me longed to pull out my phone and document the foreign nature of this place. Reaching for it, I glanced around the train. No one else...
With each stop, people got on but no one seemed to be getting off. The crowded train continued rapidly from stop to stop. One by one, people squeezed on to the train barely making eye contact with one another. The passengers all headed in the same...
I could feel the flood of emotions welling up inside of me. Searching the crowded room, I prayed the tears would stay tightly packed behind my eyelids. I had no desire to explain why I was crying to the women I see weekly at my...
A New Year, a new beginning, the calendar promises a fresh start. One day bridges the gap between what was and what could be. A day separated by seconds, bundled by minutes, holds the hope that tomorrow can heal what's broken. By whose strength will this saving come? A...
The predictable gravel path winds up the hill, past the bee hutch, and through the wooden gate. Safe and secure, each step taken with confidence and ease while the sunlight illuminates the way. Only a few hours later, the same path cloaked in darkness evokes unspoken fear and...