Daughter

This is about tears spilling all day yesterday. About death and life. About the weight of a friend's burden. About the beautiful daughter she is. About being so desperate as to grab the hem of Jesus and have Him call me Daughter.

An Altar

This is about when God spoke to me during Brahms. And about the Scarlet Thread who told me to make an altar so I would remember.

Holy Selfish

Good Friday.
Because we were empty.