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I pray you feel the heartbeat of God this holy season and know TO YOUR TOES how much you are loved.

Alcohol wounded me and my family, then left us bleeding to die. Wounds were tended, mended, but left a scar no man could heal. But One.

“A person may have many ideas concerning God’s plan for his life, but only the designs of his purpose will succeed in the end.” -Proverbs‬

Naïve Christianity. What a delightful state. Do you remember what your first blush of love with Jesus felt like? No rules, just joy.

Cocooned or claustrophobic? I waver, uncertain. Held or simply restrained In this velvet vise, Safe or exposed? I wonder. The dichotomy...