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finding joy in the hills and valleys

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Last week brought one of those surprises you hope you never get…

The Daughter Whom Jesus Loves

I have always found it unexpected that the author refers to himself as “the disciple whom Jesus loved.” All of a sudden last night, I saw this description in a whole new light.

Letting Go

I am a dreamer. Or at least, I was a dreamer. This year seems to have had a singular focus of ripping away every last one of my dreams. So today, I’m letting go.

Joy has its spring deep down inside. And that spring never runs dry, no matter what happens. Only Jesus gives that joy.