Once upon a time I thought I could change stories, make them go the way I wanted, instead of where they actually went.
As it peaks over the horizon, does not a sunrise whisper the opportunity to try again. And if the day passes and our efforts were stunted by the bane of our insecurities or blunted by the challenges o...
Maybe I should stop while I'm aheadNay, I swim with sea-demons no sweet summer tuned radioover my sunless desertscapehow does it burn without the sun?
When someone you love says goodbye you can stare long and hard at the door they closed and forget to see all the doors God has open in front of you.
Without a beginning I am pouring the whole of my existence into the building of endings, while the cross and the resurrection declare that God is incessantly building beginnings from the collapse of e...
My fear of endings too often blocks my hope of beginnings.
Resist change at your own peril, Vivian. When something ends, let it end.
The beauty of life isn't the perfectioned moments or storybook endings; the beauty of life is when you fall flat on your face, the Lord picks you up, then you look around and cheer, after all, a merry...
To focus solely on endings is to trade conclusions for the very beginnings that created them. And if this cycle should persist, we will likewise miss the beginning that will follow this ending.
There were never going to be any happy ending for me. I know that now. But that is all right. That is all right.
Have you thought of an ending?Yes, several, and all are dark and unpleasant.Oh, that won't do! Books ought to have good endings. How would this do: and they all settled down and lived together happily...