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Pencil in My Pocket: September 2014
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Pencil in My Pocket. Thursday, September 11, 2014. Gracious Giver, you grant me more. More than deserved, more every hour. All of your peace when storms are plenty. All of your grace when sin astounds me. Lavished love, that's what you've done. By giving your Spirit, giving your Son. Gracious Giver, you grant me all. Despite my failures and faith so small. But faith, it grows, as I trust your Truth. I stand stilled by your love. And my joy is renewed. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Pencil in My Pocket: Gracious Giver
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Pencil in My Pocket. Thursday, September 11, 2014. Gracious Giver, you grant me more. More than deserved, more every hour. All of your peace when storms are plenty. All of your grace when sin astounds me. Lavished love, that's what you've done. By giving your Spirit, giving your Son. Gracious Giver, you grant me all. Despite my failures and faith so small. But faith, it grows, as I trust your Truth. I stand stilled by your love. And my joy is renewed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Pencil in My Pocket: May 2012
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Pencil in My Pocket. Thursday, May 10, 2012. I've backed away from Your embrace. I've pulled my heart out of Your hands. As if to prove I'm strong and yet. Alone I stand again. The Lord is a stronghold for all who are weary. The Lord is a tower in times of great strife. The Lord, in His mercy, a constant provider. A builder, restorer of long lasting life. If I really, truly know You. I will put my trust in You. You have not forsaken those who strive. And seek and search for truth. View my complete profile.
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Pencil in My Pocket: January 2012
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Pencil in My Pocket. Wednesday, January 04, 2012. My face just wants a palm. To press its weariness against. My eyes want eyes to fall within. To drown out hurt of where I've been. My hand just wants a set of fingers warm. To wrap right into. My wants they only wear me thin. Remembering why, remembering when. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Bare feet in the sand. Bare feet on the grass. Being with the one i love. Birds flying in a V. Fresh bread and jam. Going to the Library.
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Pencil in My Pocket: June 2014
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Pencil in My Pocket. Thursday, June 05, 2014. Set apart by grace to walk. In such a way that speaks Your Heart. This purpose driven gospel reaches. Further than I know to dream. Sweet mercy keep your hold on me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Bare feet in the sand. Bare feet on the grass. Being with the one i love. Birds flying in a V. Fresh bread and jam. Going to the Library. Grandma's lemon meringue pie. Grilled cheese on sourdough. Hanging out with family and friends.
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Pencil in My Pocket: Sure
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Pencil in My Pocket. Wednesday, February 22, 2012. I crave your adoration,. But the Great I Am craves mine. I weep at the notion you'll never hold me close again,. But the Keeper of my soul wills for me to seek His face. Your care is less than constant,. But His constance keeps me sure. Sure that I'm covered despite the winds around me. Sure that I'm worth all the grace poured out for me. Sure that tomorrow will come as it may,. But that loving Him deeply is all in today. View my complete profile.
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Pencil in My Pocket: Lasting Light
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Pencil in My Pocket. Friday, June 01, 2012. He knows how I am formed,. Remembering I am dust. In confidence will I approach,. The Lord will be my lasting light,. My sorrowful days will end. If it's His will, the things I ask. He'll hear, His love transcend. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Bare feet in the sand. Bare feet on the grass. Being with the one i love. Birds flying in a V. Fresh bread and jam. Going to the Library. Grandma's lemon meringue pie. Hearing my mom laugh.
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Pencil in My Pocket: February 2012
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Pencil in My Pocket. Wednesday, February 22, 2012. I crave your adoration,. But the Great I Am craves mine. I weep at the notion you'll never hold me close again,. But the Keeper of my soul wills for me to seek His face. Your care is less than constant,. But His constance keeps me sure. Sure that I'm covered despite the winds around me. Sure that I'm worth all the grace poured out for me. Sure that tomorrow will come as it may,. But that loving Him deeply is all in today. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Pencil in My Pocket: June 2012
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Pencil in My Pocket. Saturday, June 02, 2012. When I obey, I overcome. God's commands aren't burdensome. He will yet make clear to me. Points where I think differently. Forgetting what's behind and straining on to what's ahead,. I'll keep on edging toward the goal for which my Savior bled. To share His glory, I share His stripes. To know His mercy, I walk His miles. There's no way I can quite compare my present hurt and pain. With glory He'll unveil inside this feeble, dusty frame. Friday, June 01, 2012.
