Sometimes when we look at our lives all we see are the cracks—fragments hastily thrown together made to reflect some semblance of an original identity. And we wonder: were we ever whole? Were we ever innocent? We can’t remember a time when our hearts weren’t broken or our flaws weren’t the managers of our souls.
When we look at the world, it reflects back to us our misery, reminds us of our fragility. The world’s image has been shattered into a million pieces that promise no hope of repair. But what was the initial image?
Though even the lens I look through is often broken, I choose to see a reflection of hope. I choose to believe that words and art can create and heal. That the recognition of beauty can reveal the flowers hidden in the darkness. That when all I see are shattered reflections, the potential for restoration speaks louder. I choose to see the beauty in every soul and write the words that will call forth the original identity of the human race—those who reflect the good heart of their Creator.
Through the stories, poems, and reflections for artists on this website, I intend to provide a haven that creates space in your mind and your heart so that your passions and dreams can break free from their hindrances and your image can find its wholeness.