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- What Are You Wrestling With?
- Get Suited
- Let’s Do This
- Get Out of My Way!
- New Every Morning
- If Jesus Came to Your House
- Don’t Get It Twisted!
- Excerpts from “Keeping the Commandments…”
- Can’t Dull My Shine
- They Don’t Live Here Any More
- Stuff’s Coming Up Missing
- Recognizing that Amazing Mother of Mine…
- Recognizing Martin Luther King, Jr.
- My Prayer for You in 2015
Tag Archives: Christian
For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. -Eph. 6:12 As we begin to recognize that we’re not actually fighting … Continue reading
Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. -Eph. 6:10 Just as we wouldn’t attend a wedding without the ‘wedding garment’ or wedding attire, neither should we do … Continue reading
It occurred to me (though this isn’t the first time) that not everyone walking with you is with you for the right reasons. Not everyone in your circle is your friend. Judas Iscariot followed Jesus…but wasn’t his true friend (or … Continue reading
Hatred, envy, jealousy, strife? Oh… no, they don’t live here any more. Moved out some time ago. Where? Not sure where…but hopefully a long way from here. “Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old … Continue reading
“The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly (John 10:10).” Somebody said, ‘watch who you let in your house…or … Continue reading
Happy Birthday to my amazing mom! She’s beautiful inside and out, funny, smart, creative, witty, entertaining, caring, giving, thoughtful, sweet…oh, and did I mention wise, spiritual, energetic, peaceful, loving, interesting, unique and youthful? She’s actually the best mother in the … Continue reading