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No ceremonies, No Law, just the blood
“For I will pass through the land of Egypt this night, and will smite all the first-born in the land of Egypt, both man and beast: and against all the gods of Egypt I will execute judgment: I am the LORD. And the blood shall be to you for a token upon the houses where ye are: and when I…
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The healer dies!
Tonight’s writing is part reflection, part elegy, and it says something many healers, empaths, and compassionate people experience but rarely express out loud: the exhaustion that comes from always being the giver, never the receiver. The healer was never meant to mend their own wounds, not the ones hidden in the heart, nor the quiet bruises of the soul.The world…
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Eye of the needle…simply written
Friend, there’s a picture Jesus painted that never fails to stop me in my tracks. He said it’s easier for a camel to walk through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God. Now that’s not “hard”; that’s impossible. You can’t squeeze a camel through a sewing needle any more than you…
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Death!
When I think about death, I don’t imagine it as a sudden end, I imagine it as something familiar such as a quiet presence that steps forward when I am ready, not when I am afraid; It will come like an old friend who knows my voice, who has walked beside me in every moment of exhaustion and courage, from…
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porcelain and a broken door knob
In the hush of holy whispers, I found myself a captive. alone in the quiet kingdom of porcelain and tiles a sanctuary too small yet so vast in my eight-year-old fear. The door, a stubborn sentry, held me hostage, the knob an enigma, a puzzle I could not solve, and with every thud of my small fists, the echoes…
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garage of dreams and love
In the garage of dreams, where time stands still-the engines hum and time with Daddy a forgotten lullaby each one a whisper from the past, metal and chrome, a chorus of nostalgia. 1974 Nova, 305 a canvas of gold and chrome, a promise of open roads, the sun glinting off its hood, memories of laughter, youth spilling out like…
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grandmother’s garden
In the garden of my grandmother’s house, magnolias bloomed like whispers. their petals soft as secrets shared, fragrant memories drifting on warm breezes, shadows of afternoons spent in laughter. Azaleas, bright as a child’s laughter, their bold hues painting the air, each blossom a promise of joy, cuttings planted with threads of love, each color a note in our…
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I watched, painfully
I sat and watched you draw your last breath, Dear Mother -A fragile whisper lost in a fading glow, 5 months and 7 days later with daddy’s hand in mine, I faced his death, in silent anguish, in tears and screams of anger. my heart laid bare by your deaths, now in woe that is not healed or whole …
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not cold at all
Life ends, and you are here, on the mortician’s table, a quiet witness to the journey’s close, not lonely, not cold Rather, a sanctuary of care, where the breaths of the living hush into reverence; We gather, a unity of hands, young and old, each fingertip a thread of warmth, each heartbeat a whisper As we cradle you in gentle…
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1998
That rattler bit me in 1998,a flash of pain, sharp as a lightning strike,my heart raced, sweat slicked my skin,the world spun each breath a battle, as I stumbled to the bank,deposit in hand, for Dad The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead,muffled voices, a distant siren, I said, “I’m sick,” a whisper turned to a plea… they whisked me away, into…
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it’s important, not blah blah blah!
“And also upon the servants and upon the handmaids in those days will I pour out my spirit. And I will show wonders in the heavens and on the earth, blood, and fire, and pillars of smoke. The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of the LORD shall come.…
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Please, just eat!
Grace is the completeness of Christ’s work at Calvary, yet church folk and others still strive to be ‘on top of things’, always seeking systems for spiritual progress, ladder climbing, one upsmanship and more.In Hebrews, Colossians, and Galatians, the Holy Spirit through the writers reminds believers that grace isn’t earned or “activated” through methods, but comes only by faith. Many…
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don’t stop knocking
If we ask for wisdom as it regards the settling of disputes, or for anything, it shall be given. This refers to God’s Goodness, and the fact that everything from the Godhead comes to us through the Person and Agency of the Holy Spirit; and all that He does for us is based upon the Cross of Christ, and our…
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Judas, Peter, and You
When you read the Gospels, Peter and Judas can seem alike at first; both were close to Jesus, both made terrible mistakes, and both failed Him in horrible, traumatic, hurtful ways. However, when one dives beneath the surface you soon see: Their hearts couldn’t have been more different.Peter’s failure was born from being human, and as my daddy used to…
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Sorcery and Fasting
“And he said to them, This kind can come forth by nothing, but by prayer and fasting.” (Mark 9:29, Webster) First off, let me say this so everyone knows where I stand: There is no such thing other than foolishness about a ‘Daniel Fast’ or ‘miracle fasting’ or ‘fasting your way to healing’, or etc. These are damnable lies!Fasting falsely…
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stage the urn
The clock ticks,,each second a reminderof the charade,the performance that has grown too heavy,too worn Outside, the world around acts happy and joyful with family and home, while I stand numbed by the absurdityof my own existence,my polished and painted on grin cracking,revealing shadows beneath, as ,an urgent whisper: says “Stop,just stop.” It’s time to end the charade, a blackened…
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starting at the end going to the beginning
no rhyme, nor reason – just sharing differently today. I decided to share thoughts as they came in reference to the scripture listed that I heard at a breakfast meeting this morning…. from these few verses ( 3 to 9 of II Peter chapter 3) and adding Romans 1 “Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as…
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Grace, Truth, Eternity,
“I said therefore unto you, that ye shall die in your sins: for if ye believe not that I am he, ye shall die in your sins. Then said they unto him, Who art thou? And Jesus saith unto them, Even the same that I said unto you from the beginning. I have many things to say and to judge…
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welcome to the lantern room
The lantern room stands as the beating heart of every lighthouse, its radiant beacon slicing through darkness to guide ships safely home. “Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.” (John 8:12, KJV) Just as a lighthouse reveals…
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numbers for example?!
Biblical patterns of any kind are meaningful, but they are descriptive, not prescriptive. Many Christians have shown interest in the symbolic meaning of numbers found in Scripture. The Bible often uses numbers such as seven to represent completion, twelve to symbolize God’s order, or forty to mark periods of testing and transformation. Yet many take it to another level and…
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time to go
As the first line of light stretches across my local horizon, whispering that time still moves forward, yet eternity stands unchanging In that these moments at 0141 the heart senses something beyond what the eyes can see; a longing for the home where no shadow follows, where the ache of separation ends We who walk this mortal coil feel the…
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Talent and Truth
In God’s arithmetic, faithfulness multiplies far beyond amount or status.“And cast ye the unprofitable servant into utter darkness: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.” (Matthew 25:30, Webster) these individuals do not merely lose reward, but rather their souls; all of this, as should be overly obvious, completely refutes the unscriptural doctrine of unconditional eternal security. Therefore as I…
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The Quill of Samantha Grace Newcastle 