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Refuge in Thy wandering
Lost in the fields I cannot find my way, a lion stalks in the darkness seeking whom he will slay A shepherd diligently seeking the lost sheep that is I but the darkness is thick with fog the shepherd cannot find me, I surely am destined to die The air weighs heavy on my back…
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Who Am I?
Who am I God that you consider me one to heed to what you have to say? Who am I to be couunted as one of your children when with your children I did not stay? Who am I really, I ask because I do not know where I stand Who am I to be…
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A New Horizon
There are inexplicable, variable, spontaneous, and astounding moments in our lives. We are surrounded by lives comprised of these moments and lives on the edifice of them. I find myself caught in the aftermath of one, it is really redefining my four letter enigma called LIFE. I got married! So before I say anything already…
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Loves Embrace
What can sustain a soul devoid of discernment or taste what can fulfill one’s longing in a world full of vanity and waste? The answer is not far removed from our grasp or too obscure for a mind to explore and chase. It is hidden within the joy of a child and behind the facade…
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Cambodia Awaits!
The Summer is Full of Opportunity, Read more to see how you can be part of one coming this August!
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Eternity Lost
The Study of eternity has begun with the kickoff of Summer! check out this poem inspired by my study.
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The Treasure
I look into the mirror and wonder at what I behold, the flesh, the form, the vessel for a living soul. I wonder at the potential, I wonder at what is hid within, I am in awe of the capacity to follow God and the capacity to live in sin. A wicked heart indeed,…
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The immutable amendment
God has written an immutable amendment, it was written upon eternity’s pages. He signed it with a cross and bought back all humanity paying the sin for all the ages. Betraying Himself, He has brought man within. Christ the Son of Man has erased the handwriting of our sin. Not by might, not by strength,…
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Broken Joy
I find I have a broken joy, a joy conceived through sorrow. It does not come from my success, it does not flow from my growth or when I am full. This broken joy is from a broken will, a broken heart, and a broken soul. This joy is companion to trial and suffering, but…
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Growing in quiet Rain
Why must there be such travail in life, and such frailty in all that we hold dear? Why must our days be numbered, and our lives be no more than engraved years? Where are you God in this world, where are you in the struggles closest to our hearts? Why must there be silence in…
Transformed To His Way 