I thank God every day for this life, and I want there to be more, though that’s not known. What is known is that I’m alive today, this minute. And that’s pretty much what we all have – this day, this moment. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
My father is using me as a message of hope. My sister is using me as a message of fear.I don't want to be used by anybody. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Unstrained, I sit and gaze, glare, survey, starethrough barred windows encased in embroidered steel. Pearly frosted dust obstructs the channels of light, leaving only small pillars of fire, arranged in disordered fragments. The antiquated sallow walls are stained with crimson braids that wreathe and scuttle about the rimes and rifts. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There must be logical minds among all species if they hope to survive. Not everyone can be bridled with hope and optimism. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The church is God’s elect that God wants to raise in the country to give hope to everyone Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If we can’t feel into the heart of grief, we can’t truly move on to experience hope and joy. We can’t be present to what is now, and what is next, because we are bound by the loss and sorrow that holds us to the past. Grief has to flow. It has to be carried, not just by you, but by the others with you, by your community, until it transforms to the next rightful calling of your heart to action. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>