Housing my thoughts

Entry to my soul may appear to be dismal and bleak as I walk through the archway, but it really is an encasing to narrow the way inside without distraction from moving forward. Much like my life, the anticipation of addressing what is on the other side of desire can be a consequence or lighted …

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The motherless orphan

If I told my story about feeling motherless to a person who was adopted, I could describe the similarities of orphan-hood easily.   The Lord has revealed to me that those of us who were unwanted by our earthly parents have grown up with that same feeling of abandonment that orphans have. My focus of communicating …

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