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I have a strange conviction that my purpose is to live my life externally similar to my old life of being emotionally dead, but with the different internal posture of Jesus’ heart. Emotionally tamed. It has me in tension of self worth and pride vs the cup of being acquainted with sorrow
Gummy inhale
Notice mirror
Just remember (with attitude)
Jesus Loves you
Spider Jesus man
Black hole wagon
Tugging tabernacle
I keep trotting forward steering horse
Mary hanging off back talking about Genesis
Ashley on the side window worship dancing
Jacquita on the opposite side surveying the current landscape physically and spiritually among the ministry of her church
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To make room for something better
You must remove what was there before
Best to prune the sharp obstacles in the way
Then dig down deep
And lift up from the roots
The area will be cleaned
And prepared
To fulfill
Its next purpose
You are in the garden
Final initial thought