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I don't know when the last time I wrote in this thing was. Probably some time last summer. Sometime when there was Joel and Elyssa and I don't know what else. I always loved this little journal. It's a shame that between life and the fact that I no longer have an internet connection to call my own I have slacked off completely. There as just too ( Read more... ) -
Joel
Nothing is better than not enough, but I guess it's too sad to say, but I don't think that's the case here, and I like it better anyway, and battles are for the weak of heart, and I just don't have the time, so stop asking what is ailing me; I told you, I am fine, and I hate this wasted energy, so I put it to better use, but before I know what's ( Read more... ) -
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No one can tell me that there is no such thing as power of prayer. No one can tell me that God doesn't exist, or that He doesn't reward His faithful servants. He has answered so many of my prayers, just in the last week even. We have a good God and a loyal God, and a faithful, caring, generous God. Our praises to Him could never amount to all that ( Read more... ) -
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Thanks to all who responded to my last post. God has heard and answered our prayers, and I thank you on behalf of my friend and myself. I love you all very much, and God bless.
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I can't say why or when or who or where, but if you believe in the power of prayer, please do this for me ( Read more... ) -
Notes from Youth Worship on 8-18-05
I know this is a long post, but I encourage everyone to read it. The bible used to quote the two passages in this entry is the New King James version of the Holy Bible ( Read more... ) -
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I love that I am moving closer and closer toward that state in which I feel I am in perpetual prayer, for only then am I truly as close to You as I can come. -
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I drifted through the sands of time, clinging to a stone that became smaller and smaller as the grains beat against it. The stone soon disappeared, and I gripped a rope that was soon severed and frayed. When I tried thereafter to catch a branch to hold me steady, it caught fire and disintegrated in my hands ( Read more... ) -
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My youth pastor's daughter raught our thursday lesson one week. She called it "Let's Share Dessert." How does that have anything to do with church? Well, let's think about it. Have you ever shared a dessert with a friend and gotten upset, because they are taking more than their own share, and leaving you only a little bite at the end? It's happened ( Read more... ) -
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I suppose I expected some fleeting, polite answer and a swift change in subject. I did not, therefore, count on your priceless words of praise. If you knew how much your opinion matters to me ( Read more... )