eyes of the redeemer

Eyes of the Redeemer

The blood, though, it was bright, sanguine, oxygenated, oozing from ruptures in the hands and feet, from a forehead scratched, a back scoured, a side rent. Strange, I hadn’t noticed it on the way in. I guess my mind was elsewhere.
if only

If Only

They slowly drifted apart. The man turned to his friends for fun. The woman left alone to cry out her tears while waiting for him to come back.
fully me

Fully Me

I realized this morning as I pulled in to the parking lot, that I was filled with angst. I wasn't nervous but realized I was apprehensive.  I have spent my life encouraging, speaking truth to and guiding women, so what were all these unsettling feelings I was dealing with?