Passion Reactions: Wrestling With Your Call & 3 Ways to Remain Humble

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We need to get to the place where we can walk uncharted waters without the voice in our heads spreading doubt and confusion.

#FiveMinuteFriday: Journey

Faith Strength Writing

 I’m joining #FiveMinuteFriday over at Kate Motaung’s place. The word prompt is JOURNEY.  Below is five minutes of free flow writing. The forward slashes (//) indicate where the timer started and ended. Go! In a few days,

Book Review: Play With Fire

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Bianca Juárez Olthoff is the Chief Storyteller at The A21 Campaign, a global anti-human trafficking organization. She is author of Play with Fire: Discovering Fierce Faith, Unquenchable Passion, and a Life-Giving God.  Comparing her deliverance

#FiveMinuteFriday: Path

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I’m joining #FiveMinuteFriday over at Kate Motaung’s place. The word prompt is PATH. Below is five minutes of free flow writing. The forward slashes indicate where the timer started and ended. Go! The adventure begins when

All The Earth Is My Body – When I Accepted My Stretchmarks

Faith Grace Soledad Solitude Waiting

If you told me I would have a baby at 20 years old, I would have laughed. Instead, I cried. I cried a lot. Enough to fill a canyon. God makes us ready for blessings

Don’t Grow Weary

Faith Grace Poetry Prayer Strength Writing

I’m joining Five Minute Friday for the first time. Today’s word prompt from Kate Motaung is REST. Here is my five-minute free write. I used to think in terms of REST as simply a physical

Getting Through Today – A Miracle

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Good morning friends, I’ve spent the last couple of weeks sifting through notebook pages spilling over with words and highlighted sticky statements. I combed through my bible with what small amount of energy I can muster

God Cannot Bless Who We Pretend To Be

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“Do you like playing the victim?”  Her words stuck to my flesh like splinters stick to my shoes when I walk through the backyard at grandma’s house. Pulling the stickers off is always painful because