The earth was shaking in the dark
All creation felt the fathers broken heart
Tears we’re filling heavens eyes
The day that true love died
When blood and water hit the ground
Walls we couldn’t move came crashing down
We were free and made alive
The day that true love died.
Dave. New York born. Jersey raised. I am second. Coffeeshops. Converses. Unfinished books. Movie extraordinaire. Craves theology, deep conversations and donuts. Radical reformission. Musician. Blogger. Seminarian.
I write for the sake of writing. Sometimes it's encouraging. Sometimes it's personal. But I write so I can remember who I am as I progress in my journey.
I write for the sake of writing. Sometimes it's encouraging. Sometimes it's personal. But I write so I can remember who I am as I progress in my journey.
