Looking at Today Through the Lens of the Cross
Share Chapter 16 The story continues first by backtracking. Yesterday my car died at Sonic. My Diet Vanilla Coke became a hero when poured on my battery cables and the kindest carhop jumpstarted my car; I later drank coconut coffee at Common Grounds and was depressed when it was gone.
Recognizing our Role Models
Share While I did lose count of the chapters in this story, I don’t want to lose sight that each part of my story is traced back to the King who narrates my being. Sure, I am the fingers typing away, but remember I retell a story that is the
Something New
The story is unwavering and indispensable. The accompanying paintings can be traced back to a benevolent hand orchestrating the tiniest sketches and grandest murals. For the background music, the one missing note on the piano completes the chord that can then be replicated through each of the octaves, completing the melody and leaving my ears yearning for more. The priceless photographs teleport me to those certain moments that will be forever etched in my mind, and they remind me why my daydreams seem to find their way back there.
An over-the-shoulder look at life brings motivation to complacency and a passion to indifference. Looking back I see all the dots are more than connected—they are woven together with skill and art. I see that all the ends are tied with precision