Category: Battlecry
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how to deal with church hurt
I’ve been putting off writing about church hurt for awhile because I’m good at moving on. What a weird trait, I know. But for some, it’s not as easy as 1 2 3. It takes time to deal with church hurt. I write to you plainly. It’s easy to quote Scriptures– to just say forgive…
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not all that’s broken need mending
You want picture perfect When the one who’s in frame is doing freestyle How time flies by When you avoid things you shouldn’t To be honest, As far as I can recall, This was your problem all along To avoid what’s broken And hope it all magically flies away I’m here, trying so hard not…
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how can i blame you?
Complacency became your shadeThe comfort after the tears you cried at nightI’ve known you begged for things to be right But you cannot expect me to stay amidst this dysfunctionIt’s not humaneDon’t keep blaming what’s not profaneFor it is His eyes I see with How can I blame you?When you’ve been stuck in seemingly endless…
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it takes more than just discipline
When you’re an old Christian, at one point in time, everything becomes routinary. And when I say “old”, I don’t mean by age, but by the duration you have been a Christian. When you’re an old Christian, there will be times when you would go to church, read your Bible, pray, or worship just because…
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a response to “i am not always strong”
Matthew 6:21 (ESV)“For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Stability. What an ideal thing. We all want to be stable. We all want to be secured. For a girl in her mid-20’s, I can’t help but want some stability in my life. Sometimes, it’s hard to be a freelancer. Although I’ve…
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do you like yourself?
It was around midnight at the time and I was having a nervous breakdown. I felt ill. Not in a physical sense, but emotionally– deeply spiritual. I browse through my past pictures and I compare my previous self to where I was at the moment. I did not like myself. I was living in sin…
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my body is not yours to hold
My eyes have been awaken a long time ago But this time, it’s not just for show My body is not yours to hold How dare you be so, very bold? Nobody dares ask of stories untold But, here I am shouting ever so loudly Excuse me if I’m breaking the ice But, you’re the…
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see me
Nobody really gets it Nobody really sees The travail beneath the calmness The pain behind the peace The girl who’s been begging Begging to be seen – to be acknowledged, all along Not just for the good things Not just for the things that do belong But also, for the messy For her hurting parts…
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What is true power?
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depend on God
As a hyper-independent person, I’ve always learned to do everything by myself or with minimal supervision. That’s just me– I’ve learned to solve problems on my own, trying not to be a burden to anyone. Up to a certain extent, I’ve found this to be effective because by being independent, I can not depend on…