Time to respond

Time to respond
by Aubrey Marotswane

The grass is not always Green, unless you water it

I am the word, the pain and the comforter

I am the word, the pain and the comforter
by Aubrey Marotswane

How loud can I scream, how long I can stand this heat. Nothing hurts more than the word, even a painful tooth ache or a bruise on top of an eye can’t hurt more

The heart belongs to God, stop messing with it

The heart belongs to God, stop messing with it
by Aubrey Marotswane

Love is, without a doubt, the basis of everything. Not some abstract, hard-to-fathom kind of love but the day-to-day kind that everyone knows-the kind of love we feel when we look at our spouse and our children, or even our animals.