All I could do was meditate on Psalms 91:1. It was like me finding refuge in a cave with a wing over it and Jesus standing at the entrance swinging a katana downwards outwards. Each swing was a silent arc that caressed the sand beneath our feet. Before Him was a cloud of sand in the distance, almost like accusations charging towards us. But yet his eyes were focused, his poise relaxed and his grip sure. Everything about him said "Just try and get pass me".  | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Star-crossed Lovers (But really, don't blame the stars) - Part 1She was going to get married. The only problem was -- which really is the big pain -- it wasn't to him , the man thought gloomily to his gruel. It stared back in that boring way it knows how. He sat alone at his table stirring his... more
Wish List III1. Messenger bag (young calf leather)2. 2-3 tshirts 3. 2 more pullovers (Black & something else) 4. New leather shoes from Pedro 5. Slim shorts 6. Shades 7. An uber cool hair cut (this'll have to wait) 8. Dark denim jeans (tapered) 9.... more
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 Lie #41 We Should Befriend Unbelievers In Order To Win ThemBeen watching Steve McVey quite a bit and really likes the snippets he has of the Word for us.
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