We're all made of shipwrecks

Six months of labor...no epidural...no words...

There's a video...

There's a story...

You're gonna need both. It's gonna make your heart ache for something so stretching, pure, and diabolically difficult. We are called to be fighters! We are called to give a shit about the ones that are forsaken! We are called to lay down our lives for someone or something other than ourselves!

Hearts are broken before they can be remolded back together with others' hearts. 

Don't ever forget to cry. Don't ever forget to cry louder than you could ever cheer. Don't ever forget...

Protect the broken - don't try to fix them. God is the fixer.

Deep dark naughty secrets that are hidden and guarded make us disbelieve grace. They cause us to devalue ourselves. These things that we despise about ourselves affect the ways that we see the world and those around us. We dare not expect better from others when we know how capable WE are of evil.

Hide it at all cost! Slight of hand...use of shadow...smiling mask...


Don't let anyone know the hurt and suffering that plague our lives. Maintain the image that I am Christian and, therefore, pure. I am Christian and, therefore, holy. I am Christian and, therefore, without need of a good foot washing.

You might be surprised! - Jamie the VWM