Touching Jesus (Mark 5:24-34)
Oh, Jesus, You are very near but You’re so busy that I fear You’ll hurry on and pass me by. And yet, I hope my…
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Reflecting Sunset
The woods are gray — a drear, tangled hash Like an old mouse nest, flimsy, dry — Tinder turning to ash. Such am I. Brittle…
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Defining Moments
Beneath this water rushes past the mud of a broken soul, separated from life, dead. My fall from glory was only my imagination, a crown…
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Beyond Destruction
Beyond Destruction Though all of earth will some day pass,the mountains melt with fervent heatand even stones be consumed with fire: yet until that day…
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The Father’s Fervent Grace
The Father’s Fervent Grace My hair all matted, my clothes all stained, I reeked of mud and spoiled grime; Plagued with hunger that always remained,…
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When He is Silent
When He is Silent When fears arise, ‘mid sorrows deep, When there’s no rock beneath my feet, When terrors grip and hearts despair, Can…
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The Quiet Hour
The Quiet Hour Psalm 46:10 It is morning when I close the door to this private place where I’ve been before, seeking courage to face…
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Traversing
Traversing the valley of the shadow of death, Like David from our biblical past, We are never alone in our suffering. Life continues to exact…
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The Great I AM
The Great I AM The God who sees me cradles me — the Way, the Truth, the Life, the Door . . . the Teacher,…
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Eternal Kingdom
Eternal Kingdom I saw her pause, lean on her cane to listen to another person in pain, offering the hurt to share. I glimpsed her…
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