more than a conqueror
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I used to think God’s plan was a treasure map I had to decode. If I just suffered correctly. If I just hustled harder. If I just proved I was exceptional enough, the sky would split and hand me my assignment. That was pride dressed up as devotion. I wanted a dramatic calling. Something that…
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I am not left alone to face these dragons of incest. I have a God that not only walks beside me, He roars at the injustices He sees. Unspeakable acts that are perpetrated against children and these abusers think they get off – scot-free. I am here to bear witness to the fact that judgment…
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I’ve lived a squirrely life at times. What else could I expect? And then came the time when I committed to better things. I heard God’s voice calling to me in the desert, so to speak. I was parched and thirsty and in need of much repair. The thing I liked about being squirrely was…
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Memories, memories, memories. Memories did not light the corner of my mind like the song indicates. In fact, memories have darkened my life for years. There is so much discussion around memories. Do you trust them? Where do they come from? Did you manufacture them? The answer to all such nonsense is this: Do you…