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Poems and Reflections: Hopeless
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Thoughts of a Young Christian. I wrote this poem in one of my darkest moments. Gut-wrenching though it was, God used it to bring me to the book of Job, chapters 38-42. Despite my black heart, the confusion of my circumstances, and the emotional brink on which I was teetering, God showed me that He is God. My self-righteousness needed to be laid down, overwhelmed by His sovereign wisdom and power. No, just as Job did not have the answers. However, instead of asking "why is life so difficult? God, help me,.
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Joy… | fave's photo blog
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Fave's photo blog. This entry was posted on July 20, 2011 by feavel. It was filed under Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Blog at WordPress.com.
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Poems and Reflections: Refined
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Thoughts of a Young Christian. As my heart was rung of its tears,. And my knees ached from hitting the floor,. I cried aloud,. But You lifted my face to Yours,. And placing Your hand on my heart,. You are silver being refined. 8220;Just as the refiner of metals. Searches for his reflection in the crucible,. I must search for My Likeness. In the pools of your heart. 8220;Refining is not easy. For you or for Me. Blood poured from My brow. For a glimpse of Me in you. 8220;And while you can only see.
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feavel | fave's photo blog
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Fave's photo blog. Why ”Cheese”? I don’t know…just a random question that popped into my head. Something deep to think on today…. So here are more photos from Kids Church. I didn’t edit them at all…trying to work on my actually camera skills. August 8, 2011 Categories: Uncategorized. The first one is completely raw. The second one would be my editing…feel free to rate and comment. August 8, 2011 Categories: Uncategorized. They are a lot of fun to take pictures of too…so here are some. I love this psalm&#...
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Some more…. | fave's photo blog
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Fave's photo blog. Pray for the kids going to Sagrada Bible Camp this month…that they, as the psalmist talked about in ps 22, can be shown the God that is always faithful even though there might not seem like there is hope…that in the midst of the pain there is His infinite love. This entry was posted on July 12, 2011 by feavel. It was filed under Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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Flash…hmmm. | fave's photo blog
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Fave's photo blog. The first one is completely raw. The second one would be my editing…feel free to rate and comment. This entry was posted on August 8, 2011 by feavel. It was filed under Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Izze!!!! | fave's photo blog
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Fave's photo blog. So last August a very good friend of mine introduced me to Izze pop. We were at Starbucks and decided to get something refreshing before a hike…and it was so good! I believe the flavor was blackberry…since then I have had 5 other flavors…and have actually collected all the bottles and use them for decor in my apartment. They are a lot of fun to take pictures of too…so here are some. This entry was posted on August 3, 2011 by feavel. It was filed under Uncategorized. Hmmm…you givi...
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Psalm 22… | fave's photo blog
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Fave's photo blog. I love this psalm…have read a lot recently…such depth. For the director of music. To the tune of The Doe of the Morning. A psalm of David. 1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me,. So far from my cries of anguish? 2 My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer,. By night, but I find no rest.[b]. 3 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One;. You are the one Israel praises. 4 In you our ancestors put their trust;. They trusted and you delivered them.
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About Me | In The Saddle
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Lachelle (that’s me): barista, writer, incurable over-thinker, film buff, cowgirl-at-heart, student of the art of coffee, die-hard Apple fan, nerdy (think Doctor Who, Sherlock, Hunger Games, [new] Star Trek, etc.), bibliophile. Intensely loved by God and learning everyday what it means to joyfully revel in that love and then love Him and others. It’s a Grand, Divine, Earthy Adventure. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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Poems and Reflections: January 2011
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Thoughts of a Young Christian. They come from far-flung places -. Men, women, children,. Hungry, dry, unshod -. They are the Roma,. Dressed in rags,. They are drawn by. Promises of a land. They can call their own,. Houses, fields, firesides:. They are a people of sorrow. Only a chamber of gas. Their infants are screaming,. Their land is a mound. Where once there were. The innocent child's smile. Has evaporated into sky. As my heart was rung of its tears,. And my knees ached from hitting the floor,.
