Running Barefoot

by Amy Harmon

Like a shoe that has lost its mate is never worn again, I had lost my matching part and didn’t know how to run barefoot.

I guess I have an ear for music, and the rhythm of your voice sounds like music to me, that’s all.”

you can’t build walls and then be mad when no one wants to climb over them.”

True love suffereth long, and is kind; true love envieth not. True love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up. True love does not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil. True love rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth. True love beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things!’“ I stopped for a breath and one emphatic push against Samuel’s chest. “1st Corinthians, Chapter 13. Check it out.”

“Where true love would have redeemed them, obsession condemned them forever.”

There is beauty behind me as I walk There is beauty before me as I walk There is beauty below me as I walk.

There is beauty above me as I walk. In beauty I must always walk.

Sonja said women have many emotions, but only one physical response. When we’re angry we cry. When we’re happy we cry. When we’re sad we cry. When we’re scared, you guessed it, we cry.

God said that his long hair would be a symbol of that promise. Not the source of his power.

Some things can’t be explained or shared; they tend to lose their luster when passed around.

If you push people away for long enough, isolation become a terrible habit. People start to believe you prefer it.

Human beings are not designed to be alone. Our creator gave us smooth, sensitive skin that craves the warmth of other skin. Our arms seek to hold. Our hands yearn to touch. We are drawn to companionship and affection out of an innate need.

The Bible was full of such stories. Anyone who said it was boring hadn’t read past Genesis.

‘How much owest thou unto my Lord?’ How much? How much do I owe? The truth is I can’t ever pay my debt. Ever. We ALL owe everything to God.