In 2015 I sat on my pastor’s couch during small group with five other couples in the room. As I tried to put to words the feelings I was experiencing deep in my chest,…
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I only went because I’m an addict to adventure. But, after my experience with The Little Grand Canyon, or Providence Canyon, in South Georgia, I can now speak of the greater metaphor it holds.…
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She called me her mentor tonight. Fear immediately seized me as I sat frozen while replaying the word in my head. Mentor, mentor, mentor. The moments where I failed to model the character of…
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“What is the blessing of a battle?” “Why don’t I feel particularly blessed in this battle?” Maybe these are some questions running through your head when you saw this title. We may not always…
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Father’s Love.It looks good on you.I see how you draw him close to you,Close enough for himTo hear you breatheBeing calmed as your chestRises and falls,You make it look easy to do.Your smile gives…
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Farming communities breath and move differently than their counterparts- suburbs or urban settings. They have a special life to them. Some of the wisest humans I know live in farming communities. These simple lifestyles…
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I had an arrow placed in my quiver More beautiful than the rest, Stronger, ready to soar Made to stop the heartbeat in the Enemy’s chest. Oh how complete I felt With this arrow…
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“While he was still speaking to the people, behold, his mother and his brothers stood outside, asking to speak to him. But he replied to the man who told him, ‘Who is my mother,…
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Four years ago we met a young man through the college ministry that my husband has been leading. His name was Ryan Poland. He was the sweetest young man I had ever met. His…
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Barrenness Discipleship- Pauls and Timothys Dreams Ministry Poetry
To all the Sarahs: The Promised Mother
None have nursed at her breast None have risen up to call her blessed But there is hope in her heart that’s a mess From the loss of dreams of children in the nest.…