A Suffocating Gray

A suffocating gray;
hangs over our heads
and covers our hearts.

Looking for color;
no matter how small
to which hope clings.

A brilliant light;
shines into the dark
of our battered hearts.

May it chase away;
the empty cold sadness
of the suffocating gray.

Art | Photograph

A Sepia Day

ByMark Schutter

Some days are not made of colors or even black and white. ~M Photograph of Christmas snowstorm in…

Adventure | God | Life

I reckon… it’s time to get LOST!

ByMark Schutter

“ð‘ºð’ð’Žð’†ð’•ð’Šð’Žð’†ð’” ð’šð’ð’– ð’ð’†ð’†ð’… ð’•ð’ ð’ˆð’†ð’• ð‘³ð‘¶ð‘ºð‘»… ð’„ð’‚ð’–ð’”ð’† ð’Šð’•’ð’” ð’•ð’‰ð’† ð’ƒð’†ð’”ð’• ð’˜ð’‚ð’š ð’•ð’ ð’…ð’Šð’”ð’„ð’ð’—ð’†ð’“ ð’šð’ð’–ð’“ð’”ð’†ð’ð’‡ ð’‚ð’ˆð’‚ð’Šð’.” I reckon it…

Grief | Writing

Memoir Teaser! Interior title page, Part 2 -Embracing the Present

ByMark Schutter

Title page, ð—£ð—®ð—¿ð˜ ðŸ® – ð—˜ð—ºð—¯ð—¿ð—®ð—°ð—¶ð—»ð—´ ð˜ð—µð—² ð—£ð—¿ð—²ð˜€ð—²ð—»ð˜ from my upcoming #memoir ‘ð¶ð‘œð‘¤ð‘ð‘œð‘¦ð‘ ð´ð‘Ÿð‘’ ð‘ð‘œð‘¡ ð‘†ð‘¢ð‘ð‘ð‘œð‘ ð‘’ð‘‘ ð‘¡ð‘œ ð¶ð‘Ÿð‘¦.’…

Adventure | Art | God | Writing

A suffocating gray;
hangs over our heads
and covers our hearts.

Looking for color;
no matter how small
to which hope clings.

A brilliant light;
shines into the dark
of our battered hearts.

May it chase away;
the empty cold sadness
of the suffocating gray.

A Sepia Day

I reckon… it’s time to get LOST!

Memoir Teaser! Interior title page, Part 2 -Embracing the Present

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A suffocating gray; hangs over our heads and covers our hearts.

Looking for color; no matter how small to which hope clings.

A brilliant light; shines into the dark of our battered hearts.

May it chase away; the empty cold sadness of the suffocating gray.

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Become A Subscriber Today And Receive My free PDF “Breaking Free from Grief Strongholds“

A suffocating gray;
hangs over our heads
and covers our hearts.

Looking for color;
no matter how small
to which hope clings.

A brilliant light;
shines into the dark
of our battered hearts.

May it chase away;
the empty cold sadness
of the suffocating gray.