Chrisitan life
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Note to Self (you can fall apart)
It’s your own heart,step right on the eggshells;let the dam break at last,go into the eye of the storm,I dare you! let sheets of rain run downyour soul,until you feel thosetearson your skin. uncharted waters—this grief, this sorrow.but Jesus,your Lord and Savior is knownto still a storm,remember? unmoor, and be at peace!the Lord—your Anchor in… Continue reading
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Communion – a poem for mothers trying to worship
baby fingers narrowly keptfromCommunion juice,rowdy children hushed,a mother’s look,sit still,she barely gets a prayerin edgewise,thank you, Lord, thankyou, Lord.and in this quiet, chaoticpew,this mother with her children,this broken upworshipher Lord is trulyglorified,and likely quite delightedby the narrowly,rowdy,barely edgewise. -S.V.F., Communion ❤ I have been wanting to write about how a mother of little children participates… Continue reading
