—to be seen yet remain hidden.
My trembling hands need something stable to hold. And then—You came, when I am about to reach my limit—when I know I cannot go any further. Indeed, You are my Rock. My Fortress. My never-ending hope and peace. My life before I knew Your name was miserable, as if I’m not living at all. Merely surviving the currents of this fast-flowing world.
Thank you for holding me. You are just on time. Thank You for saving me. As You always do :))
—Red
My trembling hands need something stable to hold. And then—You came, when I am about to reach my limit—when I know I cannot go any further. Indeed, You are my Rock. My Fortress. My never-ending hope and peace. My life before I knew Your name was miserable, as if I’m not living at all. Merely…
The birds were out of their cages—free but a little lost, happy but a little scared. The idea of freedom that you’ve created in your head might be a little different from reality. Flaming excitement yet a little confused. Asking yourself if this is all just fine. You’ve never expected that these are what you’ll…
Writings of Red 