Erica Goros Quotes

If your blade were as sharp as your tongue, you'd have sliced my through years ago.

My cup was already brimming before I met him —after it runneth over.

Thank God I have seen an orange sky with purple clouds.

I spend a lot of time looking up.

I am forever grateful for not knowing—What would have been. WHAT WILL BE holds none of those bittersweet pangs and it is lit w joy.

If your blade were as sharp as your tongue, you'd have sliced me through years ago.

Fear is just like mist. Don’t let it disorient you from living outside God's palm. Acknowledge it, then take any one step in any one direction... and repeat.