Refuge.

Let the hot water run over your brittle shell. Washing away the sting. It is the closest to comfort. The illusion of a warm embrace. You want it as hot as you can get it. Renew your body. Wake up the will inside that has frozen over. Each stream running its course into the drain. […]

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Shipless and Alive

I have a new motto. It goes like this: “Erika, there will be no loss of life. Just your ship.” And y’all are thinking, you have a ship? Whaaaaat? Yup, I have a ship. And so do you. Let me explain. In Acts 27 Paul has just set sail for Rome. However, not long after, […]

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Rain.

I’m afraid I can’t even write it out anymore. The lack of feeling leaving the words without emotion. As my feet hit the pavement I feel liberated. Raindrops hitting my cheeks where tears fail to form. Wind deafening my ears. Yet every puddle brings a conversation that was lost years ago. Stop lights illuminate sidewalks […]

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Infiltrated.

This morning I was scared to step through the church doors. Everyone looks at me with such hope. They always comment on my inspiration, energy, and joy. How do I walk through those doors with a tear stricken face? With DEFEAT clearly marked on my forehead? I didn’t want them to be exposed to rock-bottom […]

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