God, Hear My Cry
I hardly recognized the gaunt person staring back at me…
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↓I hardly recognized the gaunt person staring back at me…
Continue reading →I had to shift my gaze to the streetlight in order to see the wisps of powder circling in the air. The shift in focus helped me to see clearly. ..
Continue reading →Awakening to praise took time. Anxious thoughts and an unsteady heart sent me to my quiet place on the porch. …
Continue reading →After carefully choosing a misshapen ball of moist clay, I heard the instructor’s directions, “You have to throw the clay hard onto the wheel to make it stick.” …
Continue reading →Normally, the changing seasons would invoke joy within me, but the tears flowing from my eyes reminded me of my family’s great loss.
Continue reading →Within minutes, I could discern by her voice that she was finally smiling. And before I knew it, we had spent two hours sharing praise reports, prayer requests, and nuggets of truth God was revealing to us from His Word.
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