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Wednesday, April 20, 2011. You Alone Can Resuce. Im sitting here at my desk on my lunch break overwhelmed with this simple fact Jesus alone can save. Listening to Matt Redmans. Amazing song, You Alone Can Rescue. My pride sometimes ignores it. The world I live in tries to disprove it. My flesh tries to evade it. My mind tries to convince me otherwise. My heart, in all truth, knows that it is its only plea for hope and redemption. You see, the truth I must cling to is the truth that I am completely .CONTENT
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Saturday, November 7, 2009. So, this song is for George and Jennifer, and all the others that experience seasons. It was a never ending winter, times were tough. Our hearts were so heavy, and our hands were rough. It seemed the clouds would never clear. They stayed thick, the lightning drew near. We all ran out of tears, its been one hell of a year. The Sun showed his face. And all the sorrow is wiped away. A new beginning is headed our way.
Who, or whomever, I take the form of that night, or take the bed of even later that night, is me. There are no expectations,. There are no previous experiences,.