Freedom starts the day the lie dies

... it’s a hard, hard waking when the red pill goes down

A Prayer for 2026

You carried lonely hearts like  candles through the night

Turning the “not enough” into overflowing

Welcome home, child… welcome home

Though the night is raging, He is greater

When I say “I love you,” it turns into art

God didn’t just post a verse—He posted His Son

On the wings of freedom we shall rise

Long ago our grandfathers walked this land

Who You Are is Love, and What Love Is, You Are.