Made of Stones

There was a woman and  she was young and  she was pretty,  but no one  ever told her that.  She really was not sure  of anything. What to do-or what not to-she lived in a glass house  and in the glass house she was told not to make too much noise.  They said  she could […]

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My night 

Events of my evening in just a few short sentences. Enjoy the Twitter synopsis, and then of course follow me: @jena_rogers  Found a bonfire. Spoke the Gospel. Taught a small group. Sat in a monster truck. Ate Chipotle. Got pulled over. Made it home safe.

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9/28/15

Letters to the Dead Isro, Three years since I’ve seen you last but honestly you’ve never left me for a moment. Love doesn’t leave. It can’t. Agape love, godly love, transcends time and dimension. This is how I know you love me still and how I’m certain my love for you is still valid. So […]

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Smile

I used to hate photos.  I used to see haunting reminders, hanging  on my walls, tauntingly. Snap shots of moments that have come and gone, lingering there in the picture frame for me to see  everyday. I used to hate that. I used to  curse that. Yet I could never really get rid of  the […]

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Keep it moving;

I think sometimes the very best thing we can do period, is not give up. Meaning, whatever we do or do not do we just have to keep hope alive. That’s it. Sometimes that is our greatest try. Just. Keep. Hoping.  There are these quotes on Pinterest that I call sharpie quotes because of how […]

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Girl in a bar

This is a story about a girl who fell in love with a man she didn’t know. In the bar, in a chair behind her and then everywhere. Arms and shoulders and scent, intoxicating. Swallowed in the embrace of a man, head resting on the back of hers. So random, so right. No sight, just […]

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