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It Ends With a “Boom”

“How did I get here” she wonders with her cheek sandwiched between her bones and the tile on the bathroom floor. The tropical candle scent cannot mask the aroma of shock and despair. What felt like hours was mere minutes … Continue reading

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Take Action

Obviously my goal of posting every day in February didn’t pan out. In fact I didn’t even remember I made that a goal until my brother reminded me yesterday while we were chatting. I can’t access my internet at the … Continue reading

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Raw Dependence

“… raw dependence is the raw material out of which God performs His greatest miracles.” Mark Batterson The Circle Maker I’ve come to realize that I can’t do very much on my own. Success has many definitions, but to most it … Continue reading

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The Year Flies By

Hard to believe it’s been over a year since I’ve been on here. I almost let myself give up something I very much enjoy. I might not be a perfect writer, but no one’s perfect. I have some stuff I … Continue reading

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Falls Apart

When your world falls apart you have to depend on Him When Satan tries to have his way you have to depend on The One When you feel like your walls of security are falling down you have to rely … Continue reading

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I dream

Every night I dream, every night I have visions of what my life is what it could be like. Every night when I dream, my life is great and victorious; an adventure consisting of soaring through the sky and dodging … Continue reading

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Where’s the oxygen?

Sinkin’ in the deep water surrounding every crevasse of the body can’t breathe was searching for a greater purpose now drowning in a sea of burden Sinkin’ in the deep water sneaking through every crack in the body can’t see don’t know … Continue reading

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