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17, For we are not like so many, who peddle the word of God for profit; but we are speaking in Christ before God as persons of sincerity, as persons sent from God. 2 Corinthians 2


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Who Moved Oct 19, 2013

Despondent over impressions of You “OUR” Father with doubt and fear you are seemingly removed from us in a not so “Hallowed” estate. “OUR” name is mud. No value, we feel unworthy of “BE”ing in Your sight unholy, we still press on with empty words that have no meaning, we drag You through “OUR” mud. Nations rage, fear and fighting’s go on just like it was before us. It’s the same ‘ole story. Who cares who wins? Days of misery thinking all is going wrong, that we are falling apart. Will it never end? Standing somewhere in the shadows we know You are still there and care for us. You’re watching and waiting for Your Prodigal to come home. Your gift of guardrails of Your Word daily guiding us into Your presence, We will fear no evil. This is where we are complete in You when You are at home within us. When discomfort comes as a roaring lion to devour us, “OUR” sin, O “OUR” sin, divides what meat is still left on these bones. “OUR” frame is fragile and breaks in Your absence. Forgive us we pray to stray no more. Homecoming is not a game. It’s a real thing to feel Your comfort is nearer than “OUR” breath. Failed words cannot express “OUR” angst. Only You can save us from this pit. Deliver us from the evil one. Show us in the way of “OUR” temptation an escape from the chaos. We’re coming home never to return here again. “Your power over the grave is ‘Glorious!’”