By: Brooke Keith I hope that you know that in this great big vast universe With stars suspended on silken strands of spider webs That we cannot see from the concrete That somewhere up there in this great big sky Is a great big God with an eye for beauty. How lovingly He must have dipped his fingers into eternity To mold the hollows in your face. How busy His mind must have been with who you would be. What color would your eyes be painted? Oil based autumn leaf brown? Watercolor dips in seas...

Have you ever felt desperate? Desperate for someone to apologize? Longing for someone to choose you? Worried that if you don’t snag the...