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Returning the Bricks
“Guarded” has not been a word I would use to describe myself. It is also not a word I have heard from other people to describe me…. Until a few months ago. “You’re a private person, Nate,” was the...
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Unrelenting Prayers
Are the daily prayers said worth the time? Are the moments hidden away by the bedside, the driver’s seat or kitchen table worth the trouble? Is He really going to do anything about the words I cry,...
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Her Journey in the Valley
The words from her mouth matched the exhaustion on her face. Each word spoke of the desert place she had been and the forward journey she has been struggling to keep pressing through. It was the...
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An Apology to the Church
To the Christian Church: I am one of the most critical members of your Body. It is with laziness that I sometimes sit to criticize the strides others try to make. A deep chuckle is asserted as the...
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Breaking Rituals
Too often, we find ourselves within systemic rules that give very little life to us. These rules have been given to us at a young age and continue to follow us throughout our lives. Basic, conditional...
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Uncaging Jesus
There is a particular phrase, which will used to describe each of us as we get older. They are just set in their ways. I hear it often from the adolescents, who are describing their parents. I also...
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Walking in the Ordinary
The first job I had was at a retail pharmacy in the front end. I stocked the shelves, rang out customers and did inventory off and on for a full decade. Oh, of course, I helped in the one hour photo...
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Not at the Trailhead Anymore
There was an initial struggle before starting the journey. A short tampering of my spirit. A reluctancy of whether I was where I should be. Wasn’t it enough to say I trust the ground I never walked...
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The Crow’s Harsh Caw
A bird’s cry overtook the rushing wind as I flew down the country highway. The dew still settled on the grassy meadows. With light blues peaked over the hilltops as the sun graced her daily...
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Relearning Protection
It was one of those weeks where I am left wondering, “What exactly is happening right now?” Wednesday, I participated in a prayer session receiving healing and recognizing burdens I carried were not...
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