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I could write sonnets about my tribe of sisters in Christ. When I read about Christians deconstructing I often wish I could hear their personal stories as to what led them there. I’m convinced that over 75% of people that leave the church do so because they felt isolated and far from deep connection with…
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I’ve begun to resent my alarm clock. That stupid chiming that wakes me up every 4 hours is driving me insane. Friends, this is not a complaint. I am trying with my whole heart to share this life with you and my intention is not to grumble and complain but to testify of the Lord’s…
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There is a thief in the house that is stealing slumber from my aging mother. A once brave and unstoppable woman who modeled strength and independence for me has slowly begun to fade into the abyss of lost memories and increasing fear. My mother has slowly become my daughter. So, where’ve you all been? Oh…
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I love tax season. Wait. Hear me out. I love personal assessments. (Not to be confused with psychological assessments, which I hate with the passion of a thousand suns). I genuinely like to pause and reflect on things and see how well something is working. I enjoy planning new goals at the beginning of the…
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“My name is Valentine, and yes, that’s my real name.” It’s the tag line that somehow always escapes my mouth when meeting new people. Its usually met with great curiosity, but it’s almost always followed up with, “I won’t forget that!” It’s true. I leave a lasting impression. Yet it’s not because of my name,…
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