does the sparrow count her worth, in seeds found, at the end of the day? a tallying of numbers lining up with avian goals to achieve, until the figures nod approval to her existence, or does she simply rest, content, with full belly in her warm nest, a life lived. — (self)worth. © Liezel Graham... Continue Reading →
before life, there was simply darkness and quiet and ocean and peace, and i wonder how many times God has wanted to press undo, to return to that original template. — sacred regret. © Liezel Graham 2018.
did you know that hope can fall like an oak leaf in october, slowly dancing its way to death as it is let go of, and be reimagined rebelieved rehoped in the spring. — a metamorphosis of hope. © Liezel Graham 2018.