D.L. Lunsford's Flight of the Butterfly
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We get weary sometimes because we don’t see all God is doing. We walk by faith, after all. But we must believe even when we don’t see. That’s the believer’s way; it’s the very essence of our relationship with God. During the darkest hours of my life, I prayed fervently and gulped His word desperately. […]
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Holiday turkey carved by the hands that stabbed me in the back; Casserole dishes served by the hands that slapped me; Desserts prepared by the hands that left me bruised; Table seating family looking on with the eyes that burned me and the smiling mouths that bit me. I pasted on the smile I practiced […]
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Believe when the nights are long and you feel all alone when your dreams turn to dust and all your friends are gone. ♥ When your body groans and everything in you aches when you can’t keep your food down and bad dreams keep you awake. ♥♥ When everyone tells you there is no hope […]
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Self-emergence can be a long, difficult journey and not all the obstacles you encounter are circumstances or other people. Many of your most formidable impediments are within you. And you may discover that the person striving to free you is the same one zealously attempting to bind you. Yes, you may be the enemy of […]
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I don’t know how to be honest when you’re looking at me like that expecting me to be more than I am. If you’re wanting more than the real me surely you cannot expect honesty. How can I be true when everything you like about me is a lie? To give you what you want […]
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Real love is complicated, specifically when it is corrupted by our emotions. When we feel passionate about something, we are willing to go the extra mile. That is, until we no longer feel strongly about it. We often believe we love someone because of the strong feelings we have toward that person, but when the […]
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Late at night lying in bed Arms folded across my head Restless I ponder on the day ahead And all it takes to earn the bread Needed to keep my family fed. I try to remember the words I read. It was in the bible, something Jesus said, But I can hardly think, my head […]
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I know you’re just doing your job, I said to him every time I felt myself open to him like a well-read book. When he probed into my past, studying my history with eager eyes and pricked ears, I told him whatever he wanted to know. […]
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D.L. Lunsford's Flight of the Butterfly 