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Anger breeding intimacy
I have found out something this week. I will not tell you what it is – if I think about it too much, my head starts to swim and I fear that I might burst into silent, red-faced tears.
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God wants you to be miserable—and other lies
I moved to beautiful Sydney just over a year ago, and let me tell you—there is a lot to like about this city! Beautiful warm days, gorgeous beaches, great food, and the people are pretty friendly too.
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Sure Steps
Like many women I am a lover of all things shoes. High heels, loafers, flip flops, ballet flats - you name it. I am all things footwear. I love matching the perfect shoe to the right outfit, for the right occasion. It just makes me step out with confidence.
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Depression, Tough Love and Exam Stress
I left the battlefield of my final Spanish oral examination still shaking with uncertainty and lingering anxiety. As I had been doing for the past two weeks, I made the usual long distance call to my mother and with eyes filled with tears, prepared to offload my worries onto her.
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"To Be or Not to Be"
William Shakespeare\'s famous soliloquy \"To Be or Not to Be\" asks an age old question that can be applied to all aspects of life.
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Seven Lessons of Illness
I\'m sick. Battling a stomach bug for the past few days has been rough.
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The Judgement of the Lord
Growing up in an independent fundamental Baptist church, I learned at a tender age about the judgement of the Lord. Images of fire and descriptions of sulphur formed nightmares in my youthful imagination.
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The gospel is offensive...do take it personally!
Repent or you will go to hell! These are the words that so many people struggle to hear. It is so confronting hearing a voice confidently exclaiming that we are going to hell if we don\'t repent of the sins we have committed.
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Could a "bad day" be a sign?
Sometimes I just have to write. At least in my world, when I have an \"off day\", I need to get away, find a coffee shop and write. Do you know the \"off days\" I\'m talking about?
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Making A Move
I was always that kid on the playground who would prefer to watch the other kids than participate in what I would deem to be \"dangerous\" activities.
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Jesus wept. And then quickly apologised.
She sniffles away the final remains of the last ten minutes of teary talk. Wiping her sleeve across mascara-streaked cheeks, she checks herself.