Lisa M.

“When did people come to see stories as mere fancy? As indulgence? All our flaws and questions dressed up in other people's clothing, strolling about in front of us so we may more clearly see what's true about our own selves. Truths deeper and more meaningful than mere facts, told in a way that our minds can uniquely understand. Yet we relegate stories to the fringes of our lives, those elusive 'spare hours' where we permit ourselves to indulge in the frivolous which we believe has no real practical value.”
― Joanna Davidson Politano, The Elusive Truth of Lily Temple

“Fight like a man who's freedom has been stolen, who's belly is barren, who's lips thirst for justice, who's spirit has been wrongly enslaved, who's loved ones have been ripped from their arms.”
― Brian Penn, The Wall: Book 1 in The Wall Trilogy: Book 1 in The Wall Trilogy

“We Cannot know what is around the bend. It could be sorrow or joy, riches or poverty, health or infirmity. But we can trust that contentment can be ours regardless of circumstance. The Father's heavenly storehouses are full of His comfort, and He promises to rain it down upon the earthbound souls who ask for it. You have felt such sweet drops of relief before, a honeyed embrace of the divine to soothe your weary body of dust. When trouble comes, ask for this meeting of heaven up on the earth. The One who commands both realms, who carves the paths of the rivers and gives light to the stars, will lead us in the way we should go and shine a lamp unto our feet. It is a promise to us who trustingly call "Abba!" "In the fear of the Lord is strong confidence: and His children shall have a place of refuge" (Proverbs 14:26)”
― Sara Brunsvold, The Divine Proverb of Streusel

“We're afraid of death in part because we're afraid of the grief that follows. Death is momentary, but grief is what's left behind.
The remnants of every memory, every moment, every emotion. Grief is all the unspoken words that will never be said, the lost I-love-you's, and the emptiness of the shadows they leave behind. Grief is a demon that stalks us.”
― Jaime Jo Wright