Be still. Ask him to help you have faith. Choose to believe. Let him love you. Ask him to show you his love. Then look and see. Take that sunset personally, that song, the flower to heart. That’s his voice, his light in the darkness. He will change you. He will bring hope. ...
he asks innocently, kicking her foot with his as they share a park bench, just a few blocks away from the café. “Nothing,” she says, trying not to get lost in his eyes. “Luna, come on, you know you can’t lie to me.” he says, his eyes kind and knowing. “That’s t...
After a delicious lunch on the Harbour Arm and an hour reading my book on the dreamy seafront, I finally make my way to the hotel to check-in. The automatic door opens, so already my expectations have been exceeded. “I like your green shoes, love!” The group of men in the lobby ...
On this blog I’ll be adding only those lyrics and songs that are about hope and healing ofemotional pain–my plan is to start adding videos of me performing these in the privacy of my home to give a one-on-one type of experience for the viewer–for those who are drawn to this blog...
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