The Risk Of Real & Vulnerability

“If something inside of you is real, we will probably find it interesting, and it will probably be universal. So you must risk placing real emotion at the center of your work. Write straight into the emotional center of things. Write toward vulnerability. Risk being unliked. Tell the truth as you understand it. If you’re …

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A Grateful Tuesday Rambling

Oh to be fully understood & unconditionally loved.... My, oh my. Selah. What an elusive & what feels like an impossible thing apart from God. And man, don’t we know how to scratch & claw around at everything & everyone else trying to snatch up a crumb of it. I had an exceptionally great day …

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That Beautiful Name

“My name is the strong tower in your life. The death on the cross was the master stroke of the enemy's defeat, for it was at the cross I gave you My name as the ultimate weapon against all the wiles of the enemy. When you see difficulties looming all around you Beloved, know that …

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Defeats, Donkeys, Wells & The Way Out

Today I encourage y'all to to accept any defeats with your head up & your eyes ahead. With the grace of a woman or the solid strength of a man, not the grief of a child. And to allow God to heal the wounds of your past - your childhood. Do not live there & …

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Stop Looking Back

I was having a very candid conversation with a close friend on the phone night before last. And I received this devotion the next morning. Some of it was verbatim what we talked about. You can’t make this stuff up. I hope it encourages some of you. Happy Friday! ~~~ “New relationships are opening to …

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Ramblings On Memories & Stumblings & Rescue

I waited my whole life to hear the words my Dad finally said to me the night he passed away. “You are so beautiful Bonnie. I love you & I’m proud of you.” I was 25. Today I’m nearly 48 & that memory makes me spill over with giant crocodile tears like it just happened. …

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