A poem I wrote about Eric Garner, written solely with rearranged letters from the entirety of his last words. http://t.co/LLhHVCPPlv
Just stumbled on WordPress’ JetPack which lets you post to all the social networks directly from WordPress.
A heart transformed by grace looks at the mistakes of others & says “Me too. I am no better. How can I help?” It doesn’t say “I knew it!”
My blog (http://merill.net) is my voice. It existed before Twitter/FB and will live long after they die. So I’m leveraging IFTT ftw
Who decides what your going to read next? http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2013/08/the-choke-point.html
Locked the two boys in their room and told them I was calling Child Services to take them away. They start packing and bawling because I kept yelling at them that they would never be back. Then I actually made a phone call and came back into their room an hour later telling them they didn’t accept shitty little kids at the orphanage because they were full of them.
Love others so radically they wonder why.