Its not that I care about what people say about me. I care they use, and abuse the very breath of God that cares about me.

I Measured my clothes today, they were too tight, too short, a open door to be measured. I then measured my spirit, it was too big, too wide, an easy access to many. I then traded them both in for a one God who measured me just right for his center.

Negative people are like urns. They'll take any body.

The day I said I'll never was the day I stood still.

Bleak is so miserable it could never find its own way. For it's always searching for hope to lead the way.

I've exhausted all of my excuses. I might as well borrow one of yours.