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Often we do exactly what we do not want. No matter how we try it seems that there is always something that pushes us to do the exact opposite of what we intend. This is called the law of the flesh. On the other hand is the law of God. Both are at war with […]
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A poem by Jacinta Wick I saw you, Thou are not invisible, With all thy presence here, My hand holds you. Unrest, turmoil, Strife of tongue, But I am still loyal, With much to do, That is already done. Every act is to save, To set thy life in order, Despite the chaos, I see […]
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A little word with so much meaning, What does it call forth? Pining A place beckoning on, Where I can find rest, On the hearth where I sit down. But there is something specific, Missing from other places, That in this place I find, Peace. With empty space to roam, That I can come back […]
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A poem by Jacinta Wick Sweetest of whispersRushes of airThrough hell and high waterThrough breezes and gently falling rain,A voice is callingTranscending all time. Surrender of willsBeckoning whispersCalling my name.Inviting my weaknessMy blushing in shameTo be directedBeyond my strengthBeyond my directionBeyond my initiativeTo someone else’s power. Waiting I’ll standStrengthened and bolsteredThrough raging torrent orCalmLight piercing […]
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What is it about suffering that is so dreadful? It always seems like no matter what we do it comes knocking on our door. How do we deal with this?
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