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I would ask myself, “Are the children skipping?” Even a child at rest will swing a foot, shrug a shoulder, or sway. I’ve learned skipping is a universal expression of joy. …
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↓I would ask myself, “Are the children skipping?” Even a child at rest will swing a foot, shrug a shoulder, or sway. I’ve learned skipping is a universal expression of joy. …
Continue reading →As the Bride of Christ, Jesus, the Son of God, is our bridegroom. We look forward to the day we will become one with Him. But in the waiting, I can’t help but wonder if we have grown slack in our preparation. Has the intensity of our longing and fervor to see that day grown cold with the passage of time? …
Continue reading →After four months of dating, my boyfriend Mike planned a three-day cruise to the Bahamas. There were eight of us, and two rooms (one for the guys and one for the girls). At the end of the evening where we had enjoyed a formal dinner, Mike took me to the top deck overlooking Nassau, the port city of the Bahamas. It was a beautiful star-filled night with the lights of the ship and the city reflecting on the water. As … Continue reading →
Jenny read the first two lines, “The song of songs, which is Solomon’s. Let him kiss me with the kisses of his lips” (Song 1:1-2a KJV). She brushed the chill bumps from her arms. “This is still too much, my Jesus” she said. “How can I have a romance with You? That’s just not right…”
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