I kept crisscrossing God’s grace for years without recognizing it for what it was. I didn’t believe God cared. I believed in bootstrapping effort. I believed in coincidental circumstances. I believed in a world where abandonment and rejection was the rule not the exception. But a God of loving grace? I couldn’t relate to the…
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You shall not side with the strong against the powerless. — Sir Robert Morton, The Winslow Boy That was me. I believed I was powerless. So, for a very long time, I was one of God’s weakest worshipers. (I struggled with so much doubt.) How could God be good and let so much bad stuff…
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“God is the Champion at bringing people from a place of destruction to a place of total victory. As they reach that place of victory they become trophies of his grace. and they are set on the display as a fragrant reminder of God’s goodness.” ― Joyce Meyer, Beauty for Ashes God gives beauty for…
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The year was 1957. (Or, maybe it was 1958?) I’m not sure anymore because the photos in my memory are getting a bit fuzzy around the edges. Anyway, I think this was the first time I traveled away from home by myself. I was seven years old and it was my very first GRAND ADVENTURE.…
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I guess that’s me. I mean I sure have a lot of broken stuff in my history, and it sure does offend a lot of church-going folks, but just so we get this straight right from the start—my history is not my destiny! How do I know that? ‘Cause I prayed this crazy desperate prayer…
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Who grew up in a house full of people feeling sad… and alone. Growing up that way was hard. But through long empty years she held on to her DREAM that someday, somehow, somewhere, she would find something or someone who would transform her sadness into THE TRUE HAPPINESS her empty heart craved. Finally the…
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