..I had to tell God something that broke my heart-“If you have to take my son now, I will let him go.”
Authentic Truth- Understanding Surrender
Poetry- It’s You!
..I’m talking to you! The uneducated..the unsure.. The over educated, the most confidant. I’m talking to you!..
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Poetry: A Prayer at the End
But the greatest lesson I hope I shared, the forgiveness from the King. And when time ends upon that breath, it's the only gift I take with me.
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Authentic Truths: Women! Ugh or Awe?
..Words like adultery and divorce had made their way into the circle. Her kids were acting out, and that seemed to pose some sort of inconvenience to the group
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Lost and Found- For there, God Stands with Me
..Whether I was folding socks or watering the rose bush, I was actively participating in a life that I’m trying to make sense of.
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Stroll Along the Stream
..my eyes were constantly glancing down the small stream that wound it’s way through the path. I reminded myself that the waters would, at some point, pour out into a body somewhere. I cringed slightly, knowing, in that space of openness is where I find myself often...
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Lost & Found- Swimming Against the Current
...My life has been a long stream of currents in the world of parenting, marriage, careers, and living. I’ve come to the end of those times in a way (except marriage)… I’ve come to the mouth of the river. I’m being dumped into the body of an ocean I’m unfamiliar in. As I find myself paddling for my life, I look around and see waves and waves of life around me...
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Five Minute Friday-Place
..I've learned, success isn't measured by how much we do in church. No. Success is written through the life we live in being the church. That's our place folks, to be the church...
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Authentic Truths- Hearts Gone Wrong
"As every tired face is deemed a terrorist, or 'a waste on our resources', I'm watching these faces fiercely grabbing on to some small shred of hope that today will be the day they end their terrifying journey to the promised land."
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Poetry- I Know How That Feels
..Every night I walk into the shadows that day leaves behind.
I stare at the moon.
It sits alone-among millions of stars.
And I realize,
I know how that feels...
Lisa @ Authentic Truths 