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Sabbath Sunday: Promise Fulfilled
Remember the polar vortex? For us, the dozen days off of school because of weather? I remember asking, Lord, are you sure this will end? If He’s given you a promise, don’t lose sight. He is not a...
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Sabbath Sunday: He’s Got You
He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm. (Mark 4:39, NIV) Whatever’s going on, that storm has purpose. It also has...
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Sabbath Sunday: Still Waters
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Sabbath Sunday: Made to Soar
Each Sunday I share one of my amateur nature pictures along with a few words about God’s love for you. This picture was taken at the Soaring Museum in Elmira, NY. This area is known as the soaring...
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Sabbath Sunday: Made to Soar
Each Sunday I share one of my amateur nature pictures along with a few words about God’s love for you. This picture was taken at the Soaring Museum in Elmira, NY. This area is known as the soaring...
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Sabbath Sunday: Made to Soar
Each Sunday I share one of my amateur nature pictures along with a few words about God’s love for you. This picture was taken at the Soaring Museum in Elmira, NY. This area is known as the soaring...
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Sabbath Sunday: Made to Soar
x Each Sunday I share one of my amateur nature pictures along with a few words about God’s love for you. This picture was taken at the Soaring Museum in Elmira, NY. This area is known as the soaring...
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Sabbath Sunday: Made to Soar
Each Sunday I share one of my amateur nature pictures along with a few words about God’s love for you. This picture was taken at the Soaring Museum in Elmira, NY. This area is known as the soaring...
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Sabbath Sunday: Not Shaken
“They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never...
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Sabbath Sunday: Not Shaken
“They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never...
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Sabbath Sunday: Not Shaken
“They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never...
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Sabbath Sunday: Not Shaken
“They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never...
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Sabbath Sunday: But, God.
When I first took this picture, I smiled thinking about the other leaves and how inferior they must feel around this big yellow leaf in the middle. and that reminded me of a story. About a huge giant...
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Sabbath Sunday: But, God.
When I first took this picture, I smiled thinking about the other leaves and how inferior they must feel around this big yellow leaf in the middle. and that reminded me of a story. About a huge giant...
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Sabbath Sunday: But, God.
When I first took this picture, I smiled thinking about the other leaves and how inferior they must feel around this big yellow leaf in the middle. and that reminded me of a story. About a huge giant...
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Sabbath Sunday: But, God.
When I first took this picture, I smiled thinking about the other leaves and how inferior they must feel around this big yellow leaf in the middle. and that reminded me of a story. About a huge giant...
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Sabbath Sunday: Muddy Road
One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way...
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Sabbath Sunday: Muddy Road
One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way...
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Sabbath Sunday: The Muddy Road
One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way...
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Sabbath Sunday: Muddy Road
One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way...
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