Vain
I wrote this in a season of realising that earthly possessions and everything we gather here on earth is vain. But there is hope...
I wrote this in a season of realising that earthly possessions and everything we gather here on earth is vain. But there is hope...
I sat down in the chair of an unfamiliar kitchen. I admired the countertops and took in the view of the backgarden. I poured parts of my heart onto a lady of whom I met for the first time…
Something is shifting. Read as I write about a shift in the nations. People coming to Jesus. Nations crying out for justice.
Writing prompt: every single image in this blog post will be a writing prompt. Focus on one thing in each image, bring out the colours, the life or the numbness. This can be a short story or poetry. Try…
Something about sunsets and the earth have made their way into this colour palette. Something about dusty moroccan streets and patterned carpet markets remind me of this moodboard. What are your current styles inspired by?