I'm not going to bother much with a recap of the year. You know most of it by now anyway. I made new friends. I lost old friends. I made even more new friends. I cried. I laughed. I learned a lot from God and my school. In the end, here I am still alive,… Continue reading Welcome to 2018
**This is a poem I wrote for a friend who's grandma has Alzheimer's. Red hair from Scottish ancestry Red plaid, button up shirts Vaguely she knows me, but She can’t remember me Lost between worlds Wandering among tangled strings— Tangent thoughts She can’t find that one red wire The one that tells her who… Continue reading Red Boy
One of the things I enjoy doing is reading back through old journals of mine. Sometimes I laugh at them just because I can be an idiot sometimes, and sometimes I cry at them because God uses previous things He has said to me or I have said to me to speak to me. I… Continue reading Wisdom from Freshman me.
This Christmas has been the most relaxing, joyful Christmas I have experienced in a long time. There was a lot of love, a lot of family, and a lot of laughter. I got to see my Sister-in-law, and my young cousins. The food was amazing. I'll admit that despite my gluten allergy I did eat… Continue reading ‘Tis the Season–to rest
"So, Elizabeth, now that you're back. How was your semester? We're all curious since you quit communicating with us." Yeah, I am so sorry about that. I'm back now. I'll be keeping in touch with everyone pretty regularly since I'm on break. I can't guarantee that'll carry on into next semester, but I'll try. Now,… Continue reading Semester Recap
Before I type anything to make a new blog post, WordPress tells me, "Share your story here...." My story about the last two weeks is long and really isn't worth sharing. There is probably a lot I could tell you, but rather I am going to leave you with a short encouraging note. Do you… Continue reading Trust is an ongoeing decision.
She sits in her pocket of the world unperturbed by toxic kisses With her eyes closed she carves designs into her skin— Swirls and lines— With her fingernails on her thighs She sits in the quiet atmosphere half asleep Tired from sleazy men and their slimy words She rubs her hands along the fabric… Continue reading She Sits *Edited*
Dreams and dedication are a powerful combination. ~ William Longgood
Despite the things I've been through and the things I've put myself through, the Grace of God has been on my life, and I cannot help but love Him. There are times where God should have turned His back on me and walked away, but He didn't. He promised to never leave us, and unlike… Continue reading Look, God is good. See it. Taste it. Know it. Even if you have to look for it, God is good.