Broken Faith
I have learnt to love the darkness of sorrow; There you see the brightness of His face. Madame Guyon In Climbing The Heights, Theodore Cuyler wrote, When we reach heaven,…
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Impossible Needs
As long as we refuse to accept that our pride is the source of our unrest, we will continue to wither on the vine. –Hannah Anderson, Humble Roots In the…
Out Of Options
When we’re broken, and hurting, even our encouragement has to come in bite-sized pieces. —woundresser I have not had the life I had always hoped and dreamed of in my…
Backed Into A Corner
Now that I have completed my second ankle surgery, “Thank you LORD!” (and yes I am mending nicely,) I am back to my blog and ready to begin a new…
