Tag: grace
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We Are All Vulnerable
The virus is endemic and will infect all eventually. The vaccinated and unvaccinated alike will to varying degrees feel the impact. We are all vulnerable. As I am giving the details to my oldest son, it occurred to him what I was going through. “Mom, is this the first time you have had a parent…
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The Offense of Christ
In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins according to the riches of His grace which He made to abound toward us in all wisdom and prudence. Ephesians 1: 7 – 8 Every morning waiting for the yellow bus to carry me from the apartment complex to the elementary school complex,…
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When the Plague Falls
For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but…
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What, Then, Shall We Fear?
“For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. For it is written: ‘I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and bring to nothing the understanding of the prudent‘ “Where is the wise? Where is the scribe?…
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The Secret Chamber
“As the fir-tree lifts up itself with a far different need from the need of the palm-tree, so does each man stand before God, and lift up a different humanity to the common Father. And for each, God has a different response. … In every man there is a loneliness, an inner chamber of peculiar…
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The Power of a Simple Word
Our words hold the power of life and death. Our relationships reflect the power of our words.
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Of Dying Dogs and Broken Computers
The LORD of the Armies says this, “Make fair decisions. Show faithful love and compassion to one another. Do not oppress the widow or the fatherless, the resident alien, or the poor, and do not plot evil in your hearts against one another.”
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Looking at Self
My daughter wanted a picture. That one of when she was in kindergarten and I’m wearing a white turtleneck with an old, hole riddled, green sweater. I couldn’t find it. But I found an old photo album of me from December before I was born to June, the month she was killed. The album is…
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