Is there some fear of loss? Some unwillingness to relinquish? Some determination to have it my way? Some insistence on what I “deserve”? May I, by Your strength, let it go, and thus find a greater freedom and a more fulfilling life. - Elisabeth Elliot, The Music of His Promises
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“Ima” (The Prodigal’s Mother)
Birth is the only jubilant end To one life being shared with another. Not so joyous is the letting go that comes after. No one told me what...
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Goodbye individual state rights. Well... eventually. I didn't think there were so many stupid people in Missouri.
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"Become a nun, and I'll leave you alone." I laughed out loud as I read this statement from a friend in a Facebook message earl...
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Birth is the only jubilant end To one life being shared with another. Not so joyous is the letting go that comes after. No one told me what...