From dust we came and to dust we shall return.
You can break my window but not my soul.
The Soul Truth
the power of His healing hand
kept working in the darkness.
The one who carries all the burdens on your shoulders.
The one who doesn’t fall apart.
The one that worries for her loved ones, but never really tells them how.
Super Chick: My Defense Mechanism
What’s your defense mechanism? We all have one. If you haven’t pinpointed it yet, it’s okay, but maybe take some time for self exploration. Meanwhile, let me share mine with you: