grace
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It started at 0220h and now is 0345 I decided to share my thoughts on Revelation 14, just passing time and writing as I was thinking…. just a small writing before catching sleep again before work In the same portrayal as Revelation 5:6; Christ is referred to here as a “Lamb” and again proclaims the… Read more
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“And he said to them, When ye pray, say, Our Father who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, as in heaven, so on earth. Give us day by day our daily bread. And forgive us our sins; for we also forgive every one that is indebted to… Read more
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A punishment in the form of slow agonizing transition from the world of the living to the world of the Dead. The criminal was tied tightly, hand to hand, foot to foot, and mouth to mouthto the corpse. Death didn’t come from a single strike. Instead, the prisoner died from the septic shock and gangrene… Read more
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“Then he went down, and dipped himself seven times in Jordan, according to the saying of the man of God: and his flesh came again like the flesh of a little child, and he was clean.” (2 Kings 5:14, Webster) In verse 3 same chapter this young maiden was saying ” I know somebody, who… Read more
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Then she let them down by a cord through the window: for her house was upon the town-wall, and she dwelt upon the wall. And she said to them, Depart to the mountain, lest the pursuers meet you; and hide yourselves there three days, until the pursuers have returned: and afterward ye may go your… Read more
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“So when they had dined, Jesus saith to Simon Peter, Simon son of Jonas, lovest thou me more than these? He saith to him, Yes, Lord: thou knowest that I love thee. He saith to him, Feed my lambs. He saith to him again the second time, Simon son of Jonas, lovest thou me? He… Read more
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Religion builds hedges adorned with beauty, ornate, ceremony and pride and its rules whisper, do or die with millions of hearts bound in fear and the majority are in the churchCaught in a paradox of belief and works, many are held down by the weight of pseudo salvation wrapped in chainsThen, just as with Dismas,… Read more
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In the beauty of another day as sunlight meets the dew on the Roses,Rachel appears in one way or another in the lives of those in need She moves with purpose, for she is a warrior clad in Christ and kindness,her heart is open like a book waiting to be read,each gesture a parable,each word… Read more
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you’ve never been thereyou’ve never held each memoryI wear my scars like scratches, scuffs, and swirling spoons striking my body ,faded edges, chipped rim you don’t see the way I gather pieces of myself from the floor, as a reminderof the ones who slipped through my hands like tiny grains of sand loneliness is a… Read more
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Grace is God’s all-sufficient provision secured at the cross and written in Blood and alive in His Word, the living Word, Jesus Christ. This contract bears out that as true Christian’s we none ever have to face a crisis wondering if God has made a way. Human nature definitely makes us ask, worry or get… Read more
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How do you write, why do you write; I was asked, and so with the weight of the room upon me and in a fragile breath I replied: Affective empathy,partial hyper empathy,I taste the salt of sorrow along with the sweet ache of absence,each word a single cord, becoming either a noose or a safety… Read more
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She stands in the dim light of morning her laughter weaving through the fog that is now evaporating ,nails polished to a “T”, they catch the glint of the sun ,sharp like a Diamondback poised,ready to strike Her eyes could cut through titanium, or could cradle you like a mother with her new babe; yet… Read more
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“In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;” (Ephesians 1:7, KJV) In the true light of a stained glass morning,I kneel on a cold stone floor, each fissure a story of grace, for what is this grace,if not a wholly healing balm for the… Read more
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In the newness of each dawn before winter ,Laura Rose steps into the dew drops of her earth Between Glastonbury and Butleigh There her hands are as a compass guiding through bramble and fern where wild greens are collected along with their secrets A palette of emerald dreams gathered with reverence and love; berries, flowers,… Read more
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I want to be known,not just seen, I desire to peel away the layers that guard my heart I want to be wanted,to gather love like fallen leaves, holding it in my hands or falling into it with a smile I stand,with arms crossed tight,deflecting warmth like a shield,fearing the truth of love from anyone… Read more
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Because Jesus thought so much of you,to place you in my way,I found redemption, and as I sit with my butter pecan coffee each sip reminds me that grace drives a wheelchair Tears and prayers of my parents stored by God, we’re released When you speak,the world of Satan trembles, and my heart and soul… Read more
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In the colored lights glowing in December,the the scent of pine in wreaths and trees here I sit sifting through boxes of memories Shining, sparkling ornaments like ghosts,hanging heavy and each a fragment of laughter,a whisper now muffled,lost between carols and the weight of absence I remember the way they used to smile,how their laughter… Read more
The Quill of Samantha Grace Newcastle 