this is my story
This is my story. This is where my life and the Kingdom crossed over. It is where I ceased to be wandering vagabond, and became a son to my Father....
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This is my story. This is where my life and the Kingdom crossed over. It is where I ceased to be wandering vagabond, and became a son to my Father....
And for every tear that is lost from an eye I'd dig me a well where no man could destroy I want to believe in a freedom that...
I, TIBERIUS CLAUDIUS DRUSUS NERO GERMICUS This-that-and-the-other (for I shall not trouble you yet with all my titles) who was once, and not so...
...standing the midst of a multitude. A gathering of people who seemed to be growing larger and larger with each step I took. Moonlight, we walked, on...
You do things and do things and nobody really has a clue. - John Updike, Rabbit, Run Boundless, restless, contempt pervades longin...
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Friday began the start of another training season for our department. 60+ participants landed in Hartsfield-Jackson airport, preparing for a launch. T...
The sun hangs overhead, sweat drips from my brow. It trickles down my cheek, plastering dust to my face. Dust has coated my beard. Each drip of sweat ...
Upon the return from such hopeful heights, I found myself reflective. I had an inclination to expound on the recent series of posts attributed to the ...
*Read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 of Returning whence I came... Home is where one starts from. -T.S. Eliot ...