In one of my “happy, revelatory spaces” (read that as the shower), I had the thought that as I have listened to others’ stories all of my life, generally, I have believed that I am less than because my story doesn’t match; I have felt the stress of “I cannot live up to that, so I am flawed and a failure.” Wow! That’s quite a lie unearthed. It’s an answer to a prayer I have been praying related to loving others well: “teach me to love me as You love me, so that I may love others as You love.”
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Thanks to Kate and to Melissa Dinwiddie for the inspiration to pray about and ponder out words for the year. Through a series of “seren...
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Day 2 Innocently I began downloading an internet security program onto the two new laptops
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