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it makes sense that we aren’t living in community.
I am a Child of GodRomans 8:12-17 TLV Abandonment and rejection by others can make living in this world feel impossible. When you consider that we are wired for connection, it makes sense that when we aren’t living in community or are walking the part of the outcast, we begin to die on the inside.…
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Hear O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one.
My Bible training was clearly limited. I didn’t go to Bible school nor am I a professionally trained artist. There, all my secrets are out in the open. While I did take some classes, I never finished college. I preferred to say I graduated from the school of hard knocks and that I am self-taught.…
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Ours dilemma. A perspective reinforced by judgments.
Interesting fact about this Temple, tradition has it the pattern given was intended to represent the journey back to the Garden of Eden. Presumably, you would enter the Temple from the east, and as you moved west toward the Holy of Holies you would be retracing the footsteps of Adam and Eve, eventually returning to…
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watch as our babies are morphing into things.
You become my delicious feast even when my enemies dare to fight. You anoint me with the fragrance of your Holy Spirit; you give me all I can drink of you until my cup overflows. Psalm 23:5 TPT I awoke at 2:35 this morning with the thought that I should check on our youngest daughter who hadn’t been…
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I’ve found it interesting that God chose to speak the world into existence rather than, say, fashion it out of clay.
Any good pastor will prepare their hearts and the sermon they plan to preach well before they deliver it. They will most likely organize their thoughts and print out notes to remind themselves of what the Lord is saying. They might find pictures to better illustrate key points, all in the hope of clearly communicating…
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his is my passion, this is the burden I carry.
It’s never boring, I can tell you that! Up to this point, it’s something different every time. God has never had me paint something I was comfortable with, and I don’t think I’ve ever painted the same thing twice. The first time I painted, I was absolutely terrified! I remember getting on my knees a…