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Two Mites

Two mites was all she had Two mites was all she gave Two mites was everything Ten times the tithe Ten times the gift That all the others gave Could it be that when Our little drains away To further nothing than before That then we have rich Chance to

That boat

Where’s your faith?  In the boat?  Yeah.  He was sleeping. I was screaming.  He was resting. I was testing.  He was controlling. I was rolling.  Where’s my faith? In the boat?  Yeah.  The boat can fill, but He cannot.  The boat will crack, but He will not.  The

Mining

“He opens shafts in a valley away from where anyone lives; they are forgotten by travelers; they hang in the air, far away from mankind; they swing to and fro.” Job 28:4 He sought me out in valley far Where ne’er a man had gone. There He plunged,

Come all ye faithful

Dear Momma,  Do you know that Christmas is for you too? As you plan the things and string the lights and wipe the noses and kiss the owies? Do you know that He came for you too?  As you arrange their advent activities — the ones that remind them daily that

Worried Warriors

Does rumination plague your quiet and disrupt your joy? He can turn this “flaw” into a strength, if you’ll let Him. Every worried thought about your marriage or kids or church or world or self — is a thought that you can verbalize to Him. Is there anyone else that

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