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September 12, 2011
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Through it all, You were there. When I was a broken, misguided teenager, You were there… Your arm wrapped...
Rachel groaned and gingerly picked herself up off the floor. Her small frame ached from the physical exertion of...
I stand at the doorstep of heaven, knowing that pure grace, pure love, live there. Mercy and joy create...
Sleep. The lack of it over the past months has grown to an insurmountable mountain. The top is not...
