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Growing through the storms
Recently, I had noticed that the flowers in my beautiful hanging basket had started to die off. Despite this, I couldn’t bring myself to toss them out, as I could still see a little life left in them. I have had these flowers for a few months, which is quite a while. Anytime it would…
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A love beyond measure
I believe in God because I have experienced His mercy, His grace, His love; personally. I could tell so many stories, so many testimonies, on how God has walked with me, protected me, guided me, healed me, forgave me, showed me grace, saved me and even those I especially love. There is no way, that…
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Love that remains
I remember when I was a little girl my dad got some old family videos, they were from old reels that he was transferring to VHS. Yes, long before DVDs even existed. I don’t know the process, but I remember how much it meant to my dad, to watch these people he held dear on…
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Need for Jesus
I’m well aware of my need for JesusI know I need His graceI’m well aware of my imperfections As I learn to navigate this placeI know I can’t make itWithout HimHe who washesAway my sinI know any goodness in me Is because He lives inside my heartHe has cleansed my soulAnd given me a new startI know…
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God hears our prayers
When I was about twelve, I went on a trip with my youth group to West Virginia. Our big adventure was to go white water rafting. I was both excited and a little scared. Especially when we were being given instructions, they started talking about the water snakes. Oh my goodness, Lord please be with…
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His opinion matters most
I have come to learn in life people love to form their own ideas about who we are as people. They base it off their own perception; however, that may be. Some people may think one thing; some may think another. So, the best thing we can do is just be our best selves and…
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His loving arms
Photo By: Erin Fitts-Brower I watched a video of a man, from a different country, that carried his teen son around in his arms; as the son was disabled and could not walk on his own. This father carried him to and from school, to home. This father’s love and determination for his son, to…
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Love always shown
He looked at me, He said I was enough He reached out His hand when things were tough When I was not who I ought to be He still offered His kindness to me He called me child, made me His own Said someday He will call me home Full of sin, He gave me…
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Until we meet again
I still sometimes think of her. In a certain smell. In a random conversation. In something that I may like, just like she did. Or something that my kids did or the way my one son looks like his great grandpa; I think of how grandma would’ve just loved that. Grief has a way of…
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Pray for each other
There is a lot of hurt in the world. From natural disasters, sicknesses, hardships, grieving. There is just so much brokenness and devastation in our world. We must help when we can, if we are able. Though something we can always do, is pray for one another. I know recently in parts of China and…
