Faith & trust

I believe in angels, I always have; although I’ve found myself struggling to live a faithful life, I believe that we are all connected by an otherworldly thing that grants us thought. I believe that people are like boxes with incredibly complex locks, and the keys are in the pocket of our angels. Those angels have wisdom beyond comprehension, and give our keys away to only the people who are deserving. When we find a room is made more comfortable with the addition of a loved one, we can be sure that our angels are welcoming them to release the latch in our rightfully protected mind and soul.

I also believe in demons.

Horrendous creatures that seek shelter in the righteous temple of those whose locks are weakened and able to be persuaded open. They welcome themselves and reduce temples to ruins with their destructively believable deception and their pitiful desperation that preys on our empathy.

Those who are victims of these dangerous entities are able still, through strong will, to rebuild their temples and be healed by the loving hand of God. However... our angels become more vigilant when our trust is broken by another. And our locks become more intricate and difficult to open, even when one is deserving of the key. We find ourselves growing thicker skin and denying our emotions for fear of another deceiver finding it’s way around our defense. Although patience is sometimes required, working the lock is well worth the reward once an angel grants you her trust and puts you in charge of defending a precious soul.