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Feb
22

Trust without Borders

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walking in water“Spirit, lead me where my trust is without borders. Let me walk upon the waters, wherever you would call me. Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander, and my faith will be made stronger in the presence of my Savior.”

Trust without borders.

As I listened to those words in the song*, God touched a place in my heart. I recognized the voice of the Spirit reminding me that there is a deeper place I can go in my relationship with Him.

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Feb
19

Living Well When Life Hurts

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Jun
02

Living with the Mysteries of God

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Heavy, almost tangible sorrow, along with a sense of shock, touched many in our area this week following the death of a young man who was involved in an automobile accident. 

Questions, both spoken aloud and spoken in the heart, filled the air. 

“Why?” and/or “Why God?” 

“What about our prayers?” 

Thoughts came, “He’s too young; he had such a destiny to fulfill!” 

We often feel a strong need for answers following such tragedy. We need it to make sense, fit in a neat theological box, something, anything to give us a way to wrap our hearts and minds around tragic events.

Some experience a crisis of faith; others refuse to even look at the issue of faith during crisis. They push the questions far away. 

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May
22

What Does it Mean to Trust God?

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 “That needs to come off,” said my doctor friend while looking at a spot on my back. And then, “That one does, too,” and “We’ll just slice that one right off, too.” All those statements were accompanied by head shaking indications that indeed some suspicious spots on my body needed to be removed.

Anxiety poked at me momentarily as I made arrangements to return on another day for the “slicing”.

As I anticipated the procedures, pictures of needles danced in my head. I hate needles. I could never, ever, be a nurse.

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