Angels are terrifying because they illuminate this choice stay small or embody all the love that God keeps showing you is your birthright.
They were her recognition and her offering a bit of matter, coated in glitter, and placed before a saint.
She had to get to the essence of the thing to feel with her hands the undoing, and watch with her own eyes the reconnection.
You’re here, which means somebody loves you, which means you deserve to be loved.The things God creates aren’t junk.
Maybe you don’t have shit besides a skateboard and a Supertramp record, but if you have one true friend you have everything. . .
