Hope For The Broken

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When I fail. I’m tempted to run. To run back to the comfortable. The easy. To just stop and give up. To just say that I’m done. Worn out. Desperate. Tired. I want an escape. To get out. Away. To be still and to run at the same time. Time. It’s what I need. Time …

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For many years I have prayed, contemplated, and waited each “beginning” of each year for MY WORD. The word He wants me to focus on in order to be in His will. His will is the only place that I ever feel peace. This last year I’ve grown, changed, and learned. I have discovered things …

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  Maybe, just maybe, we look at closed doors all wrong. There’s a popular saying that goes something like this: ” when God closes one door he opens another.” We just tend to think that it is going to open immediately. Like, right when we want it. We pace and huff and get down in …

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These hands have held, been held, worked, wiped tears, patted backs, rubbed headaches away… these hands have been folded in prayer, they’ve reached out to another, twiddled, anxiously moved, covered a mouth filled with laughter, rubbed a back to console. These hands have written down feelings, held the hand of a dying loved one, held …

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That space between Before & After. That sliver of time between the unknown and the now known. That tiny AND between the here and now. It’s profound what that AND holds. It’s the moment between what you didn’t know and what you know now. It’s the moment between your life before a discovery and the …

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        Longing For Home     When on a mission trip in Nola.. I loved it but longed for home. Now that I’m home, I long to be back on mission. Somewhere. I think of the people there every single day. I am a foreigner now when I’m not doing missions. My home and …

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    Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. Keep your mouth free of perversity; keep corrupt talk far from your lips. (‭Proverbs‬ ‭4‬:‭23-24‬ NIV)   My mouth. Sometimes A lot of the time, it would do me good to just count to 10.. Or 10,000. Depends on the …

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When did I grow up? I’m pretty sure that I still think I’m like 20 something. Until I look in the mirror. Or wake up with an ache. Or somebody that must be not much younger than me says “Mrs. Heather” or “yes ma’am.” Maybe it’s because in my 40s (41 to be exact), I’m …

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