I didn’t know that three years later this is where we’d beI didn’t know that the greener grass on the other side could be the grass of the days gone byI didn’t know that jazz music could make me sadI didn’t know how easily I’d give in to fear once more But I also didn’t …
Unexpected.
About a month ago I wrote a post on here titled, “Amid the mess“. In it I discussed the struggles of navigating social media, especially Instagram. I had taken a long break from the platform last Fall, hoping to gain some insight as to how to approach it and use it in a way that …
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So still, and so silent, as the grave,Hope feels lost, our Lord has been slain.Will this grief abate?A voice says, “Wait-““My promise to rise still remains.”