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Everyday His

As I closed my Bible this morning the words passed through the channels of my thoughts, “ah, today will be good because I spent time in the Word.” I shook my head, and my inner voice spoke up, “no, that’s not how it works.” How easily that temptation still rises in me. The idea that…

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Kneeling

I couldn’t have been more than 7 years old. I looked out the window and saw a man kneeling in the grass on one side of our neighbor’s newly built home. There was something familiar about him. His white hair was covered in a hat, or I might have recognized sooner that the man mixing…

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Bridge Out

In our life group discussion last night I brought up how we pray for those who hurt us. I mentioned that I think it’s okay to ask God to “Get ’em” when they are continuously hurtful and mean spirited. It was asked, “So, is it okay to pray God’s wrath on people?” I didn’t have…

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The Songwriter

As a small child I remember seeing the album cover and recognizing his face. This was not some far off person who had no connection to me, this was my uncle, the man who lived down the road from grandma and grandpa’s house, who played with me and my sisters, who smiled and laughed, and…