"Addicted to what?" you ask.I know this may sound trivial or contemplative. Normal or superficial. But...I'm addicted to me. By that, I mean I'm addicted to pride and selfishness. The only one in the room. At least, the only one that matters. As if everybody else in the room, the universe for that matter, exists... Continue Reading →
It Will be My Joy to Say
Much of my life has been relatively easy. Comfortable. Convenient. Low risk. Not much sacrifice. But along the way, there have been moments where my faith has been tested. Where I've had to let wrestle the fleshly and spiritual parts of my being. And in those moments there has been an internal bleeding of the soul... Continue Reading →
Kortney Jones 