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PRESENCE / 2017

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PRESENCE / 2017
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THE JOURNAL SERIES / 01

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THE JOURNAL SERIES / 01
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I WILL FLOURISH

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I WILL FLOURISH
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The Process of Undoing

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The Process of Undoing
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Peace in the solitude

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Peace in the solitude
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You are not incomplete

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You are not incomplete

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“His love broke open the way and he brought me into a beautiful broad place. He rescued me—because his delight is in me!” ‭‭Psalms‬ ‭18:19‬ ‭✨ I closed my eyes and saw a father and daughter running, dancing, through an open field: the daughter delighted to be free and the father delighting in her delight. For those of you who feel low, who feel like there’s no hope for rescue... God promises to be your Rescuer. He longs to delight in your delight. Not based on how you act or what you do, but simply because He loves you. His best for you is complete freedom, unlimited grace, and overwhelming love.
It’s an afternoon pot of coffee kind of day.
I’ve got my preachin’ pants on and the dance moves lined up!! It’s Wednesday which means TONIGHT IS THE BEST NIGHT OF THE WEEK! 🤩 #lcswitch
I like my blog posts and Instagram captions to have tidy endings. A sentence or two that ties it all up. But life doesn’t always have those finishing one-liners. Sometimes, it feels like there’s a loose end, dangling in the wind, and I’m left wondering, “How is this going to end?” Right now I’m staring at one of those loose ends. I’m fighting the urge to tie it off myself, a counterfeit version of what will actually be a happy ending. My whole life, I’ve been a professional at tying my own strings up. Faking the ending and moving onto the next thing. It’s a false sense of hope, a false sense of completion. But I’ve learned that tying those knots myself sends me deeper into a place of disassociation, and that’s a lonely place to be. Anxiety is a beast. It roars and rears its ugly head at the most inopportune times. It paralyzes decision making and conversations. It gets me out of bed in the morning by making me feel like my head is spinning. I’m not a fan. Right now, I’m in the middle of that story. There’s the loose end of unresolved anxiety, but also the lifeline of God’s promises spoken over me. I’ve never hungered for truth more. And I’m repeating John 6:68 over and over again, and finding peace. “Lord, to whom would we go? You have the words that give eternal life.”

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