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... write... write... write...: The Words I Would Say
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Write write. write. Tuesday, May 25, 2010. The Words I Would Say. This makes me think of you! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Off with your sandals. As for me and my house we will serve the Lord" Joshua 24:15. An imperfect girl in need of grace. Tell me what you love. An Ordinary girl Trusting an Extraordinary King. The Words I Would Say. Too Close To Home.
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... write... write... write...: What Sweet Fellowship We Once Shared
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Write write. write. Wednesday, February 24, 2010. What Sweet Fellowship We Once Shared. For it is not an enemy who reproaches me; then I could bear it. Nor is it one who hates me who has exalted himself against me; then I could hide from him. But it was you, a man my equal, my companion and my acquaintance. We took sweet counsel together, and walked to the house of God in the throng.". God's word speaks truth. It explains our deepest pain, but it gives us sweet hope as well:. Off with your sandals.
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... write... write... write...: He Drank Damnation Dry
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Write write. write. Wednesday, March 24, 2010. He Drank Damnation Dry. He drank it all up! When Christ died, he took all the sins of all his people,. Past, present, and to come, and when the whole mass. Was condensed into one bitter cup, he drank it all up. At one tremendous draught of love," leaving not so. Much as a single drop of wormwood or gall for any. Of his people to drink. The whole of the tremendous debt! The whole of the tremendous debt. Was put upon his shoulders. But then he stood upright-.
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... write... write... write...: Hast Thou No Scar?
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Write write. write. Friday, March 12, 2010. Hast Thou No Scar? Hast thou no scar? No hidden scar on foot, or side, or hand? I hear thee sung as mighty in the land;. I hear them hail thy bright, ascendant star. Hast thou no scar? Hast thou no wound? Yet I was wounded by the archers; spent,. Leaned Me against a tree to die; and rent. By ravening beasts that compassed Me, I swooned. Hast thou no wound? Yet, as the Master shall the servant be,. And piercèd are the feet that follow Me. Off with your sandals.
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... write... write... write...: Chelsea King
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Write write. write. Monday, March 1, 2010. I am so upset. If you haven't heard already, a 17 year old girl from the San Diego area went missing on Feb. 25th, while she was out running. Since she went missing, police have found much evidence linking her disappearance to a registered sex offender who lived in the area. And based on the evidence, they believe that he raped and murdered her. This is so horrible! I am so angry with sin! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Off with your sandals.
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... write... write... write...: March 2010
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Write write. write. Wednesday, March 24, 2010. He Drank Damnation Dry. He drank it all up! When Christ died, he took all the sins of all his people,. Past, present, and to come, and when the whole mass. Was condensed into one bitter cup, he drank it all up. At one tremendous draught of love," leaving not so. Much as a single drop of wormwood or gall for any. Of his people to drink. The whole of the tremendous debt! The whole of the tremendous debt. Was put upon his shoulders. But then he stood upright-.
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... write... write... write...: February 2010
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Write write. write. Saturday, February 27, 2010. She was full of the power and the blinding glow of God. Every word she spoke, was like treasures flowing from her mouth. Respected by all. Every part of her. She started to change. Not so powerful, not so bright. She seemed to be holding back. For quite a while at that. Then, out of no where, she pulls out her secret weapon,. And throws it with all of her might. It hit more powerful than ever. Penetrating my very soul. There is power in truth. But I will h...
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... write... write... write...: April 2010
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Write write. write. Saturday, April 24, 2010. In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. When I came to a file marked “Lustful Thoughts,” I fe...8221; In ...
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... write... write... write...: June 2010
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Write write. write. Thursday, June 10, 2010. The Glories of the Cross - Sovereign Grace Music. What wisdom once devised the plan. Where all our sin and pride. Was placed upon the perfect Lamb. Who suffered, bled, and died? The wisdom of a Sovereign God. Whose greatness will be shown. When those who crucified Your Son. Rejoice around Your throne. And, oh, the glory of the cross. That You would send Your Son for us. I gladly count my life as loss. That I might come to know. That sets the guilty free.
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... write... write... write...: May 2010
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Write write. write. Tuesday, May 25, 2010. The Words I Would Say. This makes me think of you! Sunday, May 9, 2010. Too Close To Home. Why" - Rascal Flatts. You must have been in a. You couldn't feel the light. Reachin' for you through. Now here we are. Gathered in our little hometown. This can't be the way. You meant to draw a crowd. Oh why, that's what I keep asking. Was there anything I could've. Oh, I had no clue you were. A troubled soul, God only knows. What went wrong and why. Bad of a place. Tell ...
