Dormant Soul

One morning I complained to God that I have to wait a whole half hour after taking my medication before I can have my cup of coffee. In my mind, I heard the word fetish. I was taken aback. "What, me have a fetish?" I had to look up the word. Meaning #2 in the dictionary said, "an inanimate object worshiped for its supposed magical powers or because it is considered to be inhabited by a spirit." I heard Him whisper gently to my heart, "You cannot serve two masters. If I took this away, you would begrudge me. Your heart isn't really even open to stop right now." Read more on my blog.

Our Christmas Story

Our Christmas Story: For many years Christmas was the same. We celebrated with the same people and didn't divert from the same traditions. Life changes, however. For example: kids move out, relatives move away or pass on and job requirements change. My Heart's Cry is for us to remember God is writing the story with us....

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