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The Secret Embrace
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Mere Breathe
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Satisfaction?
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The Earth Remains
by Pastor Matt George . . .
Life is Vapor, So Encourage Others
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Psalm 16:11 with Pastor Matt
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Perfect Love Casts Out Fear
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My Burden is Light
“My burden is light.” Rings in my head Like a morning alarm. How come I feel the weight Of the world? “My burden is light.” Rings in my head Like a morning alarm. Does the lightness Come from letting go Of all my expectations? The way I think life should be? “My . . .
Chaos
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Doubt
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The RIGHT Place.
The RIGHT Place We rush from place to place. Trying to figure out the RIGHT place. The RIGHT place to speak To know, To be, To hear, To do, To see. What if in our rush we missed the RIGHT place? The place where God waits for all. In this place we sit at peace. No . . .
Interview with the Inbetween Pastor
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Brave Creativity
Material from: Richard Rohr's Daily Meditation From the Center for Action and Contemplation Practice: Brave Creativity In 2010, Living School sendee Jonathon Stalls spent 242 days walking across the United States. The journey inspired him to help other people experience “life at 3 miles . . .
Quarantine Interview with Ps Lauren
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Yoke of Slavery?
Galatians 5:1 For Freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery. How often do we feel that we are bearing a yoke that is too heavy? Christ tells us his yoke is easy but far too often we feel this is not the case. I know so many Christians . . .
Finding Rest by Surrendering
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Engaging the Bible as If God Were Out Ahead of Us
Post from https://peteenns.com/engaging-the-bible-as-if-god-were-out-ahead-of-us/ for more information about Pete Enns and the work he does please visit his website. Do not say, “Why were the former days better than these?” For it is not from wisdom that you ask this. ~ Ecclesiastes 7:10 Thus . . .
Midweek Devotional with Kimberley George
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In Papa’s House
This gentle breeze is moving me To sit and find a moment free I wait a moment, take a breath I scream your name, and the word, “I have nothing left!” Your voice it whispers Like the gentle snow “I love you more than you know” As I listen, a butterfly passes me by Then that . . .