A Love Story in Three Parts

I was driving through North Philly and saw her sitting on the side of the road. Literally kicked to the curb. Abandoned and used. Broken. But I saw something beautiful beneath her scars. Beneath the coats of paint that she wore to cover said scars. She was a treasure once, I could tell. I went …

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Time to Clean House

I believe in the prophetic. And not the Benny Hinn I’ll-speak-and-you’ll-pass-out-but-give-me-50-dollars-on-the-way-down variety either (Yep, I said it.) I mean, the ability for one to hear from God and speak the truth of what was heard to both the spiritual and natural powers that be. I believe that it is our job as believers to be …