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Lily Quinn reminds me of someone else I know very well. She is troubled by her past and refuses to accept things she can’t understand. She is worried about her future, not sure how she will ever be able to move on from where she is. As a result, her present reality is a constant battle to forget, and yet hold on at the same time. True, it’s a paradox, but how often are we stuck watching re-runs of our lives? How many times do we put ourselves through the ringer for things that we did in the past? How badly do we want to run away, and yet we just can’t seem to stand still? The girl I know used to be angry. She was so unwilling to share her pain that she chose instead to inflict it on everyone else. One day, it became too much. She could no longer hold it inside. She could no longer run away from herself. She could no longer hide who she used to be. The harsh mask of indifference that she had tried to wear for so long finally cracked and fell off. She cried and finally asked for help. She set all her burdens on the ground, and this time she left them there for God to pick up. The faith she had tried to kill because she couldn’t understand it was the faith that saved her life. I’ve seen her around lately, and you wouldn’t believe how she’s changed. Does she still struggle? Absolutely. Does she still question things? All the time. But instead of running to far...

Demons Are Beautiful?

Something wicked this way comes! Sometimes it seems like all of the evil forces in the world are coming at you full blast. You know it—you recognize it—you see the darkness all around you. It’s all you can do to fall on your knees and beg for the turmoil to end. But, what if evil took a different approach? One not so easily recognized because it is masked—it is subtle—maybe even beautiful. What if evil looked like something shiny, new and wonderful? Not a monster—but a hero. What if darkness cloaked itself in light?  The point is sometimes the wicked things in this world don’t look like monsters at all. They are not misshapen, ugly, or dripping with blood and slime. Sometimes they are beautiful, captivating, and oh so very tempting. Demons are not always as they appear in storybooks, television or movies. Evil is designed to entice and sway us—getting us hooked before we realize it. Of course, as a human being, you can easily make the mistake of following the sparkly and flashy light instead of the true and pure light. All demons are different, but they are similar in one very important way—they trick us with their beauty, the pleasure they promise, the rewards they give. They look unbelievably great! You trust them because you trust your eyes instead of your heart. We make a point to heavily incorporate this idea into our story. First of all, we want you to show you that things are not always as they seem. We can be so easily tricked by the appearance of someone or something that we...

Wait a minute—I’m special?

Too often, we forget we have value. You—me—everyone! Maybe no one ever told you that you were special? Maybe you were bullied in school for being different? Maybe you feel like no one gets you or even wants to try? Maybe you made a bad decision that you are ashamed of? Maybe, you always compare yourself to others—models, actors, athletes, friends, people you don’t even know? Guess what? You aren’t alone. And before, you say, “whatever”, she doesn’t understand—let me tell you something about me. I catch myself thinking way too many times something that sounds like this…Why can’t I look like her? Be skinny like her? Be curvy like her? Why can’t I be talented like her? Why can’t I be more popular with my friends? Why can’t I be happy with myself? If only, I could be smarter, prettier, better…And before I know it I’m caught up in the vicious cycle of self-loathing . Sound familiar? We all struggle with accepting ourselves. We all wonder if people will love us for ourselves. We all think no matter who we are we just aren’t good enough. Like him? Like her? The truth is, when we look in the mirror, we’re looking for the wrong things. We look at our hair when we should be looking at our hearts. We criticize the way our noses are shaped when we should be thanking God for being made in His image. We dwell on bad situations or failures instead of dwelling on the challenges we’ve overcome and the blessings we have received. Life is hard. No argument there. But, its also...