Never Losing the Light: Storms Price!

Storms always have a price tag. Did you know it would be so high? (No, of course not.) For this storm the price was enormous, yes? But… I do not speak of it to inflict guilt. (No.) I want you to take a moment with Me and survey the debris. As far as you can see,…

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Never Losing the Light: Hope To Heal

You cannot hope to heal what you cannot understand. I am sick and weary with saintly-sympathy! Pity mixed with disdain never healed anyone. (Child, listen…) A cross! A cross healed the sickness of sin! A cross, not a sympathetic smile, and a pat on the shoulder. Look at your planet! Look… what do you see?…

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A Closer Walk: Sometimes You Need A Real Friend

We have all encountered Job’s “friends.” You know, those would-be comforters with their Biblical counsel that cuts like a knife. But sometimes you need a real friend, like it or not.   I’m not talking about the, “Hey, how the heck are you?” kind of friend you see once in a blue moon. No, I’m…

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Cotton Candy Comfort

  O LORD, how long?   I am so sick of candy-apples-church and cotton-candy-comfort. How long, LORD?   Is this all there is until You return? These so-called men of God, who offer much, but deliver little! Each week I go to the well for a taste; a touch; of You. Each week I go away…

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Sinning Saint On Sinking Sand

  A sinning-saint, that’s what I am!   (Talk about your oxymoron!)   I accuse myself God: of failure of fainting of fatigue so deep…   (Are these excuses or accusations?) Why do I do it God?   Why do I choose the thing I don’t want? The words I wish I hadn’t said… the…

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