The words on the page sliced through me like a knife cutting through butter. How did I ever think of God as watered down? How did I ever imagine Him at the back of some solar system, far from human condition, watching with aloof-ness?
Read MoreWhen we get sick enough in our hearts, then we come. At least, that’s how it happened for me. To the pit, to the very depths of who I was and who I was not.
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What is God calling you to do that makes your heart race with fear? Call it out.
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Fear has kept you. But this year will be different because Truth reverses lies. No, Truth demolishes them.
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