The sun is always setting somewhere.
Author: Jenny
Forever fascinated with how every big thing is made of a million little things. Forever fascinated with how we create our world.
An Old Graveyard
Bury me in an old graveyard…
They Frighten Me
They seem so unimportant. But they are seared on my memory as if they were something terrible.
Of Death and Beauty
Beauty in life is easy to see and appreciate, but beauty in death – that is a rare gift.
My mind is a forest…
My mind is a forest. Sometimes I am lost in it. . In some places, Sun shines through trees Gold through green Leaves dance down little fairy… Read more “My mind is a forest…”
Inside the Fence
It’s hard, when you have total faith that this is what God is calling you to do and still the doors feel like they’re not only closed before you, but also locked. But he’d been praying and today God replied:
“Go to Cleburne airport tonight and stay until sunset.”
Homeland
Some people have a homeland; a place that their heart calls most beautiful on earth, a place they always want to go back to.
An Armful of Stories
There are stories written in the skin of my arms.
Preface
Let me tell you a story. It’s a new story; it only really began on August 2, 2017. But there was a preface, of course. The story couldn’t exist without a preface, and there’s no way to understand the story without the preface. I like to say that the story begins on August 2, because that’s neat and simple. The preface is harder.
God, Logically Speaking
I am logical. When there is a problem, I look for the cause, and then I look for a solution.
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