I had coffee with a friend, and we talked about the times of life where everything feels overwhelming and complex. We looked over at her sweet baby, napping in the booth next to us. We sipped on hot coffee in paper cups and talked about the seasons of life where we can’t see the path…
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– I- Chipped Paint You have searched me, Lord, and You know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; You perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; You are familiar with all my ways. This week, I sat on a familiar couch across from the…
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