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Father, My Father ( The Cry Of the Broken)

Oh father, my father, how I have lost my way. My father, my father, how I’ve broken the wings of my own soul. My heart bruised beyond recognition, My mind disturbed, filled with confliction from my afflictions. Wounds that never healed, mask me. They rack my body with heaving sobs, Begging for a salve, Pleading… Continue reading Father, My Father ( The Cry Of the Broken)

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Closet Christians

Christians give Christ a bad rep. We represent him in the worst ways possible; from our judgmental views, our righteous indignations, and our ever hypocritical actions. Gandhi was very much correct in his assessment when he said, “I like your Christ. I do not like your Christians. They are so unlike your Christ.” Gandhi.  Christ was… Continue reading Closet Christians