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grace: Before All Ages.
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Wednesday, 11 May 2011. To Him who is able to keep you from stumbling. And to present you before His glorious presence. And with great joy. Be glory, majesty, power, and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord,. Mmm, that was good. 11 May 2011 at 01:23. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Seemingly effortless beauty is why i am alive. View my complete profile. Stories of grace and truth.
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grace: October 2010
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Sunday, 24 October 2010. Woman, why are you crying? Do you ever find that in amongst the daily-ness of life, you lose Jesus? Somehow, I lose my Saviour and I wake up dry.Starved for love. Or maybe you feel like Jesus' presence has been taken away from your life? And you don't know where He's gone. Maybe I look for Him in the wrong places. In tombs. And that's why I feel empty. Jesus said,...
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grace: November 2010
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Tuesday, 30 November 2010. What is my object in life? I hide away, afraid to step out. I mark and label boxes, and place inside the unacceptable parts of me. They are stacked neatly away. Just in case of a fire. Is my object, then, safety? It certainly is safe to hide away. I can walk quite normally about, unafraid that I might be seen. And maybe that's the point. Sunday, 28 November 2010.
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grace: August 2011
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Wednesday, 31 August 2011. Our hidden bundle of selves. Is being woven into a three-chord strand. Round eyes, heart, and hand. Slowly unknotted, plucked, and wound. Tethered now, to you I am bound. Alive, waiting not on shelves. But [she] treasured all these things in her heart.'. The Lord has done this,. And it is marvelous in our eyes. This is the day the Lord has made;.
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Wednesday, 31 August 2011. Our hidden bundle of selves. Is being woven into a three-chord strand. Round eyes, heart, and hand. Slowly unknotted, plucked, and wound. Tethered now, to you I am bound. Alive, waiting not on shelves. But [she] treasured all these things in her heart.'. The Lord has done this,. And it is marvelous in our eyes. This is the day the Lord has made;.
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grace: August 2010
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Saturday, 7 August 2010. I can weep no more,. The cascade has finished. My eyes flutter open. To a performance of dust. I smile, I laugh. Inside I shake and grieve;. Grieve for my heart,. If only I could cry one tear. If only I could speak one fear. My tongue has been tied;. Knot upon knot binds. My soul from speaking,. My lips voice only lies. I thought You promised. An end, a beginning.
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grace: December 2010
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Sunday, 26 December 2010. The cloak of flesh upon Him came,. Corporeal wholeness of perfection. Slipping through the gates of earth,. His otherness enters time, diminished. The glory of His eyes are dimmed,. His feet leadened, dust clinging on. Constrained vastness of presence,. Holiness heard in the cry of a babe. With heights of favour and depths of scorn,. He speaks and loves and hears.
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grace: Hope Deferred.
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Friday, 13 May 2011. The shore you left is just as distant, and there is no going back; there is only the decision to paddle in place or stop, slide out of the hatch and sink into the sea. Maybe there's another story at the bottom of the sea. Maybe you don't have to be in this story anymore. Well after you thought it would happen, the other shore starts to grow, and it grows fast. The...
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grace: Love is?
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Tuesday, 3 May 2011. Patient with another soul,. The movements of its hands. Does not colour its deeds. Empty phrases of forecful validation,. Proof of self's worth,. The heart of love is not only gentle,. But also humble;. Seeking the other,. Not its own pursuits. Always reaching out;. Not expecting to be sought,. Love is not unneccessarily. Harsh or brash,. With the precious closeness.
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grace: April 2011
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I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you. Saturday, 30 April 2011. Forty minutes to write this and I'm so tired. But knowing my incessant and utterly annoying need to stick to my word, I shall post. I will not be defeated! Though, I regret to inform you that today, I shall only be inscribing a few brief words. I've been up hills all day long. And I guess there are some days that are best left unsaid. He replied, " and you will see.
