My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away.
No matter how chaotic it is, wildflowers will still spring up in the middle of nowhere.
Music commands how we feel, dictates what we experience in our feelings.
The greatest hits in some weird way marks the end of something.
Being diagnosed with a possibly life-threatening disease is so jarring and for me to know that God had me in his hands, I never felt alone.
I'm standing in the desert, waiting for my ship to come in.