What Died Didn’t Stay Dead: A Taylor Swift Worship Experience: Holy Week Edition
She can come to the phone right now, because if she has died, she has also risen.
She can come to the phone right now, because if she has died, she has also risen.
We wandered our neighborhood, spending nothing to play pickleball on the tennis courts north of us and to watch the sunset from the hill to the south.
What actions are actually rest for me these days, and what are just a means to while away the time?
We reach out towards it and it reaches back.
Even when victory Monday became commiseration Monday, I felt the beauty of living that disappointment together.
Think about the particular way you form and connect your letters and wonder about where that comes from.
You need the right blend of ‘we all know each other, but there is room for something wild to happen.’
The irony isn’t lost on me that by trying to avoid chaos, I create my own iteration of it.
“I don’t remember the title but the cover was red” was the first library meme you ever encountered.
If your only options are a Hell that fully embraces you and a Heaven that will only accept a part of you, the choice seems clear.