I think I’ve found the bottom. I called your phone and let it ring Dialed your number and I waited Listing to your voice answering Last night was far too quietNot a sound to wake me from the nightmare. They say they are just so sorry But they don’t walk alone No tears for you in weeks And I hear that means I’m strong But with my heart in so many pieces I lack the strength to cry at all Last night the noise was deafeningNo peace to escape the dark They say it will be alright in the end But they don’t walk alone. —— She has your eyes, and all your joy She’s the only gift I hold to now You had everything you wanted in the end And in the end, I know you’ll be so proud I think tonight I’ll finally sleep While feeling her breathing in my arms They say it must be tough without you But they can’t see it… Because with her, I don’t walk...

I have been to the bottom of the black I have tasted fruit from a forbidden tree I have betrayed my King, my God I have fallen, crushed, trodden underneath He turned toward me, yet not in anger His face marked with hope, forgiving me The rotten fruit still on my lips, Yet He spoke, “You’ve been redeemed.”   How great is Your mercy Father, That You withhold Your wrath How awesome is Your grace, my King, That You pluck me from the black My wretchedness cannot surpass Your saving grace and holiness For in Christ my Savior I am one That I cannot fall beyond Your grace.   I still do not understand the cost That it took to save so fallen a one as I And grace poured out I will never fathom Not here in this present life.   You are my Lord, my King, my God You saved me from the fire That by grace I may proclaim aloud “I was dead, yet made...

I awoke to see a city of glass. Towering toward heaven was this place of majesty. The sun’s light danced from each shape, sparkling as if from diamonds. My eyes struggled to contain the light, straining and ashamed in its brilliance. Some windows were stained as rubies, others like the bluest sapphire, others clear, barely there, and some shone green, emeralds of this city. The streets were spotless mirrors, reflecting the crystal giants that touched the skies. I could almost hear the light singing as it winked at me, jumping from one floating monument to another. The trees were filled with rainbows, glistening around their clear waists, their leaves twinkling in the soft breath of wind. There were castles of glass, the purest, hovering above the towers, held by faith alone, their spires commanding all who saw to stop in respect. I stood in awe. She is not yet what she will be. Behind me came a sound of thunder, but the sky was blue without a thought of a storm. I turned to see a great mountain in the distance, alone on the horizon. The thunder continued on this cloudless day, but the third clap shook the ground,...

The embers cooled, popping tenderly in the quiet night. Even the breeze, gentle at the beginning of the evening, had decided that complete stillness was now more appropriate. The stars were brighter that night than they had been for a while. Without the competition from the moon, the stars owned every inch of the sky and were taking advantage of cloudless dark. They felt closer, as if they were straining wide-eyed to watch the world unfold below, not wanting to miss a moment. This night was special. He had let the fire die for a reason. Who could compete with the fires of heaven? In quiet respect he had withdrawn his, content to just watch as they coursed across the sky. It was a majestic procession. Each carefully placed in order, some leading with the melody, brightly dancing in step; the others followed in harmony, swaying behind. Even the bird’s watched silently; this night belonged to a greater symphony. A single steak caught his eye. For a moment he saw brilliance. A star had come close, brushing against the earth, revealing its radiance. Now you’re just showing off. Why didn’t he come here more often? He needed to hear...