Heart Lashes

Close your eyes. Remember how he looks at you. He's got lashes on his heart, fluttering freely. Batting wildly. Full and luscious. Dark and lavish. Like the ones he made to frame the ocular lens. God's eyes gaze intimate. His heart connects at the instant He draws you in close to Him.

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Serve Glory

Royalty begins with serving. Jesus bears the marks of One who serves. Calloused hands. Nail lacerations. Blood streaked. Sweat seeping into the pores. This is what it looks like to be the King of the Universe.

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To Love A Killer

She saw him different than the others did. They loved him. Revered him. Applauded him. But not for the crevices she saw in the secret hollows

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