Steak for the Soul
Cameron Cruce
Glue for a Broken Home
What's the band-aid for a broken home? Once all the hearts are broken and all the dreams shattered, what's left to put the pieces back together? I've been looking for some time now, trying to find the answer to that question. I haven't found it yet. All I can think to do is love. Endlessly, tirelessly, unconditionally. Love what is broken with the hope that love itself may eventually be the glue.
Cameron Cruce
Orchestrating Chaos
Most of us cling to noise because we simply don't know what to do with silence. Of all the things we know, silence can be the most deafening, the most crippling. Because it's under its delicate candor that we find ourselves face to face with our thoughts, and no noise to muffle their nagging. In truth, the chaos inside a man can be louder than any weapon of war to ever touch his ears, more terrifying than any danger to ever meet his eyes. Alone is an island many men fear most. It's where you fight your darkest demons, face...
Cameron Cruce
Ascend
There will always be somebody in your life telling you you're not good enough. That your work isn't good enough, your dreams are unreachable, your past is too dirty. That you've made too many mistakes, burned too many bridges. But it's not what they actually believe, it's just what they're hoping you will. Because deep down they know, the day you realize your own potential, they'll never be able to hinder your greatness... and living in the shadow of what you could become is what they fear most.
Cameron Cruce
Outgrowing Your Shoes
So many days I find myself wrapped up in my own struggle, my own issues, my overwhelmingly meaningless whatever problem of the moment. It's natural, because it's real, it's immediate, it's what's in front of me. But in the midst of my mess, I can usually find a single moment where for a brief second I can close my eyes, step out of my own shoes with all the muck they carry, and fill the soles of someone else's. For the life of me I can't remember this boy’s name, all I remember his story. We trekked for hours...
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