For some time, I was afraid to admit it- just as I always am whenever I become enamoured with anyone…
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prayer & encouragement
Jars of clay.
Perhaps, what keeps us continually filling our big, white bowls with Things is fear. Perhaps, what utterly terrifies us, is…
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Big, White Bowl.
Life- is a big, white porcelain bowl, I tell you, and it’s full of God in it. I was just…
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Consecration.
It was as if I had a fit. A fit, because I felt so passionate about it I could no…
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A Good Place.
* Warning: This post may be graphic and offensive. With the rancid smell of smoke in the air, gaudy streetlights,…
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Faint. (edited)
Perspective is an interesting thing. All this while I had been peering through a window into a dusty room searching…
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