Grieving. Loving. Fighting.
A cycle. That takes different forms. And shapes. And orders.
It has been core to my story. And with time it has become a pursuit of mine to do all these things but to do them fairly.
Fight fair. Love fair. Grieve fair.
And find myself lost in each of these processes. Truly leaning into all the emotions. All the trauma. All the pain. And living through them as a lover of God and of people.
A man and an artist who is enamored by the purity and divine nature of the human experience.
An experience marked by grief, love, and fighting.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Not now. Not ever.
Until I find myself next to my Savior.
In eternity.
Knowing that I have run my race faithfully and given him all the glory in all things.
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