longing

i don’t always feel its pull the tug at my heart that says ‘what if all this one day were yours?’ what if that day never comes? i have learned through my life that my empty hands are neither a curse nor a definition, but a gift … still, in this season of celebration the…

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we are all like peter

do you love Me, friend? do you love Me, dear peter? oh, do you love Me? it’s Easter morning and we are all like peter — what will you reply?

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