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The sun peaks around the corner of the drapes where I didn’t pull it over far enough before I went to bed. It’s warmth and glow draw a line on my bed as I try to convince myself it’s time to get up, as in actually out of the bed. I roll over and somehow […]
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Once upon a time, there was a small girl, who lived in a small world. It may have been a small world but it was also a busy world with noisy, polluted darkness. And all the noise and all the darkness made her sad and lonely and very afraid. Even so, every day she would […]
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So many big things have happened to us in the last few years. Many things that I probably haven’t really set aside the time to really process through. This is something I feel I need to do. On my own. Outside of the fish bowl. Just me, Jesus and my family. Too many voices, too […]
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It’s quiet. (Well, I can hear the water trickling from the filter in the fish tank. That’s right, I need to fill that.) And dark. (Well, I can see the light shining in through the dining room windows from the street light outside.) I’m sitting in “my spot” on the couch, holding the pillow from […]
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I’ve thought of a thousand ways to start this post. Not one single idea seemed like the right one. In all honesty, I have absolutely no idea how to talk about this. There are some things that are very sacred to me and I like to keep them to just family and a few close […]
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“Now after the Sabbath, as the first day of the week began to dawn, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary came to see the tomb. And behold, there was a great earthquake; for an angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat on it. […]
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(This video is somewhat graphic in nature. The images are used from the movie ‘The Passion of the Christ’ and I neither endorse nor denounce it. I chose this because I feel we shouldn’t hide nor be ignorant from the reality of the suffering Jesus Christ bore on our behalf. It was real. It should […]
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