I remember eight years ago, it was a Wednesday night, and I came home high. And man was I baked… with smiles, with love, with peace, with UTTER HAPPINESS. I remember my roommate started to ask me, “WHAT is it with you? You come home and you’re on fiiiiiaaa?!” “youthhhhhh grouppppp!” Those Wednesday night highs...
I’m home. Better, I’m at the core of home. Mom and Dad’s. I cried when I saw my dog. I felt love in my fathers embrace. I made my mom sleep next to me. But I felt wanted. I felt assurance from them, which I hadn’t noticed or appreciated through this journey until now. I...
I always wonder if this is God’s will for my life. Am I doing okay? Am I making a difference? Do I still love this more than I did yesterday? You hear about love– how it’s sacrificial, how it makes a difference in other people’s lives, and I wonder, is that what this is? I...
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