How can we dream of a better future if we spend all of our time pursuing achievement? Rest is an ally. There is nothing to prove; no one to impress.
I have struggled with believing God calls me a treasure…There has been a yearning within my soul to know really who I am and my worth.
Many people have believed a great lie that our personal worth is equivalent to our material success. In the pursuit of the American dream we have lost our identities.
Who was Jesus, really? Was he really the God of Sunday morning rituals, or was he the lover of fragmented creatures in a fallen world?
Creativity can heal and art expresses the soul’s desperation for a better future. Humanity longs to remember the beauty of life, what is true, and what is eternal.
We have believed a twisted deception that tells us that because we can’t do everything, we can’t do anything.