In a world where very few people care if you live or die, there is a light that shines in the distance. It has a name that they call hope and it carries with it people that never stop caring. They learned long ago that extending mercy was not a choice, but a place where God lives.

The healthy should be reminded that we are all dying because it is through our own reminder of mortality that we accelerate our good intentions, into actions people can see.

If only you could be yourself." they shouted. So, she did. "You are not like me or anyone I have met!" they screamed. So, she blended. "You are so fake." they laughed. So, the caterpillar retreated to her cocoon to find peace alone. One day, they came to find her gone. She left a message, “God knew I was different and gave me these beautiful wings because he meant for me to fly. You see...I wasn’t meant to be like you. I was meant to be me--better.

Control doesn't validate love; it validates the nonexistence of trust and the painful unwillingness to accept the truth.

Never give a person a piece of your mind when all you really wanted to do was give them a piece of your heart.

The only person worth risking everything for is the one person that would never let you risk everything for.

Marriage is what you make of it, and God has many versions of what that looks like based on what different souls need, in order to grow.

Love has a way of making the sane insane and the insane normal.

We are not at the bargaining table in agreement to end abuse to our world. We are on the battlefield deciding everyday if we will let this world die or live, by how we contribute to its treatment.