Author: Josiah
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Be a Window
Windows are made of glass by purpose, so that we can see through them. The focus is truly never on the window itself, it’s solely on the object beyond. All the window has to do is to remain. That’s how we should be. A window. We’re a sideshow. Minuscule. Microscopic. Unnoticed. All that we need…
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A Call
“Sisters, we can start againGive honor to the endLove, we can start again.Brothers, we can start againGive honor to the endYeah, we can start again.” So says the song “Priceless” by for KING & COUNTRY. This is not a blog post, an article. This is a call for young people everywhere to rise up. Brothers,…
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The Winds of Change
So, this post is somewhat two-fold in purpose! Firstly, you may or may not have noticed an absence on my part during the last couple months; in part due to a slightly heavier schedule this year. Sometimes, other things just take priority, and I hope you understand! Three (or more) things you can look for…
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Bring the Fire
Without a spark… waiting for a fire is futile. There has to be a moment–a single moment–when the fire ignites. That moment changes everything. I’ve realized that–without the blessing of the Lord, a fire is impossible. You may have noticed recently that I haven’t been as active lately, and I’m currently planning on writing closer…
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Foundations (Part 2 of 2)
Every single thing that happens sends echoes through time. Some bounce back, others are amplified, and some are diffracted. Which kind are the echoes we send? In John 7:24-27, Jesus tells a story of the wise man who built his house on the rock and the foolish man who built his house upon the sand.…
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Foundations (Part 1 of 2)
In the winter, my siblings and I will often make a snowman or two every once in a while. And while we’re not experts, we have learned a few things. We start at the bottom, building three rounds balls of snow, each successively small than the last. By doing this, we ensure that it’s not…
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Thankful for the Scars
Waking up to a new sunrise Looking back from the other side I can see now with open eyes Darkest water and deepest pain I wouldn’t trade it for anything Cause my brokenness brought me to you And these wounds are a story you’ll use ~ “Scars” by I AM THEY This song popped up…


