Tags » Emptiness

I am empty. I am full. Today, Easter Sunday 2014, I realized that I have been searching for something; something that I cannot describe or put my finger on. 563 more words


Mutant Child

Bad. I feel so weak. Angry, full of hate. But only to myself.

I sit in bleeding silence staring at my arms. Imagining hidden parts of my flesh. 92 more words

Empty Promises--An Easter Message

John 20:1-18


Good news does not normally arrive as dark turns to dawn

If the phone rings or the doorbell chimes before the dark of night shifts to the light of day, 846 more words