Hues: Orange

Walk with me under the cold November evening sky dripping with bursts of winter’s orange. Here, gold-dusted light pours into the muddiest parts illuminating what once was, what is, and what will forever be. My love letters. Writing HUES: Orange made me bask in my freedom. Revisiting long-ago lessons and close calls, learning to love again, learning to love myself, and welcoming God’s love for what it is- perfection delivered through whatever He wants (be it people, nature, or His very Spirit.) Orange is unique like dear love is and found in the sweetest pieces of life. Imposters have tried suffocating love’s light but nonetheless, we are pressed to release and emerge with orange hues of begin-again that sing glory across an entire universe. Past, self, present, forever Love- this journey with you is nothing short of miraculous.