I sit by the window. It’s past midnight. At my beside the lamp is glowing, soft, deep orange setting on my little stool that I bought from Hobby lobby 2 yrs ago. I drank coffee too late in the day, but I wanted to focus on schoolwork. I need the extra caffeine hit to keep me … Continue reading After midnight
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To We Who Wrestle With God
We wrestled with our relationship with God in some form or other. We wonder if we know Him. We think we have a grasp but then as a slippery fish, all we thought we knew about Him disappears into the murky water. In Paul’s letters he talks about knowing God. He uses three different words … Continue reading To We Who Wrestle With God
Yeah, So About Fear
Blood curdled. Heart-racing. Mouth-dry. You’ve had that moment. I’ve had that moment. A car-accident, a near-death experience, meeting new people, the shopping mall, heights or grandmas cloths tree in the dark in her guest bedroom. We have all experienced fear, healthy and unhealthy. What do you fear? What do you do with it? What has … Continue reading Yeah, So About Fear
The Jogger, The Liar and The Worshiper Part 3
When we experience heart ache and cannot make sense of life, we often do one of 3 things. We run from it, deny it a refuse to face truth, or tremble on awe of God and trust him. Since my article was so long, I decide to post it in three separate blogs so here … Continue reading The Jogger, The Liar and The Worshiper Part 3
The Jogger, The Liar and The Worshiper Part 2
When we experience heart ache and cannot make sense of life, we often do one of 3 things. We run from it, deny it a refuse to face truth, or tremble on awe of God and trust him. Since my article was so long, I decide to post it in three separate blogs so stay … Continue reading The Jogger, The Liar and The Worshiper Part 2
The Jogger, The Liar and The Worshiper.
When we experience heart ache and cant make sense of life we often do one of 3 things. We run from it, deny it a refuse to face truth, or tremble on awe of God and trust him. Since my article was so long I decide to post it in three separate blogs so stay … Continue reading The Jogger, The Liar and The Worshiper.
One bouquet of flowers
It was my sisters birthday and so as I passed the fresh flower bouquets in the store I stopped to see if any would just catch my eye. After pulling and poking at couple none seemed to be shouting my name. But as I turned to leave, I saw it. A large bouquet of red … Continue reading One bouquet of flowers
Late Night Musings
It’s late, and I know with out asking Mom that I should’ve checked about slumber an hour ago or so. But somehow the therapy of stringing words together just helps the mind a little, does something for the psyche. So I proceed to write. Expelled into this world, clenched fist squalling, naked flesh. From dust … Continue reading Late Night Musings
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