Imagine for a moment that you’re the last soul remaining from the Exodus generation. All eyes rest on you. The next gen passes the time playing cards in their nearby tents snacking on their manna just waiting for you to croak. You overhear them talking about what it will be like to finally enter the Promised … Continue reading One Gen
They took away her armor and melted it down Her sword for her safety, her tent pegs in the ground They took her fine linens, then spread them just right Over her beaten-down armor, a shaft with pointy spikes They took her shepherd staff, saying she was out of order And since she was easily … Continue reading Fully Redeemed
I almost walked out of Sunday School last week, but I stayed. I stayed because I knew I would never be back if I got up and left. To the church or somewhere else, I do not know. So, I stayed. I stayed and tried to speak reasonably about something I wanted to flip a … Continue reading Digging in Like Rizpah
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