Tag: Christian
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Joy as a weapon.
“…the joy of the Lord is my strength.” Nehemiah 8:10 Its a tactic. The upper hand. When we pray, maybe instead of praying for strength we pray for a fruit of the Spirit He tells us is the weapon we need wield. Maybe its joy, His deep, fulfilling, purest joy that fits the […]
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But there is a river.
This is all funny to me right now, because as I’ve been sitting here for the past 10 minutes figuring out a way to begin this post, I look to my prayer journal at what began this whole thing & the answers right there. So, I’m going to simply start with my prayer. Lord, […]
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This is a flourishing.
About a month ago while I was praying, I felt like God was showing me the image of flowers growing out of the tips of my fingers as I held my hands out, palms up, while praying. I remember thinking how beautiful it was, drawing it out in my prayer journal, & walking away, unable […]
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Glittering things & a broken world.
The Lord is near to the brokenhearted & saves those who are crushed in spirit. PSALM 34:18 I think the world is broken. & I know what the Christians are thinking, because this is a fallen world. The world IS broken, sugar. But this isn’t about Christianese. This is about people red & yellow & […]
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Sowing in tears.
Some days the air feels suffocating. The same days, generally foretold by a rough, late night followed by a morning in which the weight to raise my head off the pillow is crippling. Some days the tears can’t retain themselves, crashing through even the steadiest of voices & rippling through every friendly greeting. Some days […]
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I need the everything of Jesus. (Oh, really? Is that all?) But really. I so desperately need all of him. I’m in this place where the grounds more than a little shifty & I’m never really sure when I’m going to fall into another pit, Crash Bandicoot style. I am an emotional wreck, coming undone […]
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Things to bring you down.
Wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble. Not sure how this is going to fit into the bigger picture here, but it belongs. YES YES YES YES YES + NOOOOOO = future you I have this scar on my left hand that connects my wrist bone to my knuckle. By the looks of it, it […]
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It’s April/May. It might as well be May, because we only have one more week, and at the rate we throw days around our head, releasing them like we’re all Olympic shot put catapult kind of gals, well, to us… its May. So four whole months into 2015, and I like to believe in progress. […]
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ATLAS// it is finished.
written by Paige Baker The future scares me. School, friends, finding someone to be with, and making sure that all of these choices are the right ones for us. Do I belong here? Will this be my niche? It can get pretty scary if we do not have things aligned in the right order. “Therefore, […]
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one word 2015 : untethered.
n. The limit of one’s strength or resources. The limit of one’s self. Tethered, all of you. Untethered, everything after. This place where I yield. This place where I stop, taking off my shoes & emptying my pockets. Here in this body… somebody has got to give. Somebody has got to win. You either love […]
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