Hippie Love (Boston 3)

Soon after I saw Bob leave, my attention was drawn to another guy. He was dressed like a two year old girl that was about to hit the hay. He was white, with blonde hair. He had dreadlocks in a mohawk with the sides of his hair buzzed off. Bottle caps were in his hair, … Continue reading Hippie Love (Boston 3)

Loving Yourself

The biggest hindrance in my Christian walk has been not being able to love. Love who? Myself. I feel that it's this way because there are key situations where I label myself: worthless hideous immoral unrighteous not worthy difficult to understand not lovable Accumulated past experiences gone wrong can make a person harbor bitterness. Towards others, … Continue reading Loving Yourself