Tag: God shaped holes
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On Toleration & Celebration
I believe God loves me but often struggle with the idea that he LIKES me. I trust fully in Jesus and am thankful to receive his forgiveness, but I sometimes catch myself slinking around in the corners of the Kingdom hoping no one will notice how much I don’t belong. Deep down, I hold an…
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How My Fear Became Faith
Fear was my father’s favorite game and one I learned to play at four years old. With gleaming green eyes and a wicked sense of humor, my father was a force. His family had always been trouble and trash, but he was equally handsome and charming. My mother met and married him in a whirlwind,…
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holes
there was an emptiness inside of me that hungered for sweet relief it called like a chasm, it burned like a fire from loneliness, heartache, and grief i tried to feed it the world and its lies its theories, quick-fixes, and sin but that only fed the unrelenting flames and I’d find myself…