something happens to me when i listen to this. i am somewhere else, i am someone else. i feel with God. i feel peace. it's rare when songs do this for me, but it does happen on occasion, and when it does, it is truly a gift.
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cultivating compassion//practicing colossians 3:12 (part I)
"Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion , kindness, humility, gentleness and pati...
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Long absences can be good. Perhaps they mean you've been living life well. Or perhaps they reflect a season of busy that may not quite...
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the sun hides behind the earth blue skies melt to black God's eyes never close. here is where we used to sit and talk for hours....
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i think this perfectly embodies why i want to write, why i love to read, how i want to live and why donald miller is my favorite.
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