Scripture reflections
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Lamenting well
I lay in darknessEvery light, every sound, every sudden movement like a knife piercing eyesMy forehead holding some cursed sickness they call chronic migraines but I simply call debilitating My doctor tells me, let’s…
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The mountains cry out (Romans 1)
The stars glisten at the touch of their Creator’s fingertips, mirroring the splendor of their Father and shining His praises to every heart that wants to taste and see. The mountaintops sing…
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Dwelling on pilgrimage (psalm 84)
These feeble hands hold tear-stained faces while also wiping the tears from my own My mind wanders and wonders The growing rush of emotions of mine and theirs threatening to drown it out…
