Imagine you are standing in a desert

You are thirsty, disoriented, and desperate for relief. Your lungs contain the labored breaths of hope deferred and lost expectations. You have traversed this path dozens of times only to be falsely lured into mirage after mirage, claiming to be the solution you look for. You are tired of hoping, only to be let down, again and again.

Sound familiar? I don't claim to have the answer but I know someone who does. I know a GOD who is the living water that will quench your thirst, restore your focus, and give you rest. I've been on this journey myself and I’d love to hold your hand as you read through the poems that poured out of my heart as I journeyed through my desert.