A poem I wrote during worship time about what the salvation of Jesus means to me.
A poem about my heart being repossessed by God although it always belonged to Him.
About a girl who was betrayed by every person that should have been there for her.
As I graduate from keeping plants alive to propagating them, I realise that the joy i experience is
We are all racing towards death and extinction and that’s scary as heck! Here’s my doomsday survival kit
Some photographs I took on a recent visit to St. Stephen’s Cathedral in Vienna, Austria.
My journey of discovering the surprising equation of love, my motivations, what it means to be hurt and
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