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Grace to Grace: Retail Therapy
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Tuesday, September 28, 2010. I, simply loved to shop. Filled with grief for my lost hours with friends and outside time, I could only stare back in silent yet smoldering contempt. Girlfriend, why do you always pick clothes that are three sizes bigger than you? They look terrible and do nothing to your posterior.". Verse of the Day -. And why do you worry about clothes? Thanks god, your grace is rich and enough for our life!
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Grace to Grace: Prayer Room (Continued)
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Monday, September 10, 2012. I guess that's what prayers are like, when I think about it. It sits between heaven and earth, and in its own quiet yet moving ways, it brings us from where we are to where we ought to be. I open the door, and step into paradise, in mind, body and spirit. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I love talking and connect with people, next to that I love reading, writing and telling my own stories.
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Grace to Grace: Weary
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Wednesday, February 6, 2013. Come to me,. All you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,. For I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.". I guess you can say I've been weary. Circumstances, you know. Looking back I can only say that God had provided me with rest and what I needed. Grieving and ...
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Grace to Grace: August 2012
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Saturday, August 25, 2012. I stepped out onto the patio this morning and a feeling stopped me. An invisible rain, or mist greeted me with wet kisses. My arms tingled. A choir of birds sang, first in unison then separately, variations of the same theme, yet symphonic in their organic compositions. Traffic sounded hush, hurried yet remote, adding drum beats to the foreground music. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Grace to Grace: September 2011
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Sunday, September 25, 2011. I haven't been able to write for a while. I would sit down by my desk, hands clean, pages clean, and my mind, equally clean and empty. I thought. I can do everything at the same time. I had to say no to things. It hurt and it was scary. I had to cancel plans that I didn't want to cancel. I couldn't write, no words came no matter how many times I clicked on "New Document", "New Post", or...Fear bega...
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Grace to Grace: Lost and Found
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Monday, October 11, 2010. With two whole weeks of blogging under my belt, my writers group posed this staggering question:. What does it mean to be a Christian Writer? Well, my walk as a writer and a Christian had both been so crooked and stumbled that I could certainly tell you how not to be one. I started a diary when I was five at mom's request. I remember poring over tear stained pages full of entries like:. Defeated by l...
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Grace to Grace: February 2013
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Wednesday, February 6, 2013. Come to me,. All you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,. For I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.". I guess you can say I've been weary. Circumstances, you know. Looking back I can only say that God had provided me with rest and what I needed. Grieving and ...
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Grace to Grace: Moment
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Saturday, August 25, 2012. I stepped out onto the patio this morning and a feeling stopped me. An invisible rain, or mist greeted me with wet kisses. My arms tingled. A choir of birds sang, first in unison then separately, variations of the same theme, yet symphonic in their organic compositions. Traffic sounded hush, hurried yet remote, adding drum beats to the foreground music. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I love fas...
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Grace to Grace: Outburst
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Thoughts and occasional lights poured forth through the cracks of a broken pot. Sunday, May 20, 2012. I kept telling myself I wouldn't cry. It lasted a while longer than I thought. But as I walked out of the sanctuary and into the sunny courtyard, facing two friends who came up and said: "how are you? I suddenly wasn't myself anymore. Tears took over me and my voice, I couldn't tell anyone what exactly the matter was. Tears of weakness, of losing control, made me feel stronger, once let out. With two who...
