His World

Storytime (stranger things)

I killed a bird when I was a kid...By mistake of course. I should have been about four or five years old,And I did the strangest thing a kid that age could even think of doing. I buried it and made a cross from pieces of grass I had picked up.A young kid inhabited by… Continue reading Storytime (stranger things)

His World · Poetry

The Imperfect Bride of Christ

I have chosen to percolate a culture overly obsessed with romance and intimacy and yet, so reluctant to discover the full extent of Love.If only they could have an encounter- this is my story... To me, love is free will.If I left you the choice,Would you still love me?If I showed you all my flaws,Would… Continue reading The Imperfect Bride of Christ

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Purpose

Today I contemplate the depth of life...How at one end of the earth someone sees their first sunrise and on the other someone breathes their last,And in-between, A pause, a thought, a question... "Why on earth am I here?"A question that our minds can not begin to fathom but that our hearts constantly ask.Why are… Continue reading Purpose

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Chaos

We found ourselves in the chaos...Right where real love lives,In the two-AM thoughts,The sleepless nights,The longings for proximity,Something we pray forWhile living in the now, The presentThe precious gift we passionately hold on to while waiting for a future where our eyes will meet beyond phone screens,Where we move past wordsAnd our promises of love… Continue reading Chaos

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When people hear “love”…

When people hear the word love, They think of picnic dates and watching the sunset together...They see butterflies in their stomachs, Morning texts and corny lines, "I love you, sleep tight don't let the bed bug bites",They see fairy tale endings, Trending topics, hashtag couple goals,They see happy days on the beach,birds chirping, waves smooching… Continue reading When people hear “love”…

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Truth – Seeking

How do we draw the line between reality, truth, and fiction? This year, I've been spending a decent amount of time trying to understand the world and the essence of life. What drives me in the interest in understanding why the human race does what it does, with that, I've realized that truth seeking is… Continue reading Truth – Seeking

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He hit me…

He hit me again...He claims to love me but never seems to show it. His words have no depth or meaning but i keep returning to his arms. I don't know what love is, I have never known a man that said it and showed it. I grew up without my dad, but I know… Continue reading He hit me…

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The You you hide…

I love the way you are, the you that no one knows , I love the you you hide.