The topic was on words and how your words can affect others. So, little dude HEARD what he needed to. The kids were so excited about this speaker. Partly because he was going to be speaking M-W nights as well and they wanted to go! Ken is that. Why did I need this? And the curtain n.

Looking on the bright side. Friday, March 20, 2015. On earth as it is in heaven. I am the Lord; there is no other. I form the light and create darkness,. I bring prosperity and create disaster;. I, the Lord, do all these things. I knew immediately that I was lying there, pregnant, in the middle of the United States of America, with malaria. A disaster? Doom to the one. Who argues with the potter,. Does the clay say to the potter,.

Saturday, December 20, 2008. Thursday, December 18, 2008.

A blog from worship artist Mark Roach. Friday, August 31, 2012. A few weeks ago, I was perusing my facebook page on my phone, as I often do, and came across a new message. I was ill-prepared for the flood of emotions I was about to feel, and I literally could scarcely read the message aloud to my wife as I wept through portions. That evening I had 6 people come to my house. They sat or laid on the bed with me and.

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Wednesday, September 24, 2008. My response to the St Louis today comments on MSC. I am long time member of Morning Star. I can tell you from my own personal experience the staff here is the real deal! Sunday, July 13, 2008. Wednesday, May 28, 2008. Heavy sighs from our kids. Rolling eyes, stomping feet.

Friday, January 30, 2009. But sitting so near the fire was troublesome. The smoke reduced her already shallow breath to the whisper of a bow too lightly drawn across the strings. The heat seemed to leach the patience from him- his annoyance, irritation, anger ignited by tinder, kindling, fuel. Sunday, January 25, 2009. Well, three weeks ago or so, I wrote.

Thursday, December 4, 2008. Hola mis amigos and amigas. It has been a while since I have posted anything. Working through relationship issues as well. Right before we started to descend and were above the clouds, I pointed out to Jennifer that it looked as though there was a handprint in the clouds. Like someone put their hand right through the top of the clouds. Little did I know how much that handprint would be put into play during the trip? They shared their way of liv.