Our hotel owner had a look about her that said something in her heart wasn’t quite right. She didn’t show much emotion, and was usually pretty cold and distant. Every morning when we would go down to the lobby to wait for the rest of the team before heading out for the day, she would…
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I am a raging war zone. My heart screams for a cease fire, while my head demands a body count. I have been condemned to no man’s land. My soul has acquired a Forlorn Hope, compiled of all the joy and strength I used to carry. This girl before you, she’s losing her sense and…
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Use your imagination with me for just a few minutes. Close your eyes and picture a big group of people. Do they all look the same, or are they each different? Are they all the same race? Are they all wearing the same clothes? Are they all the same height, age, gender? Now close your…
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It was early winter, sometime in the late 20th century (1990’s, people). I stood on the battle field surveying my conquest of evil hordes, my sword and shield in hand. The enemy had come to take freedom, but I had stood in the gap, crushing their hopes of victory. I was a young boy growing…
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“God is my refuge and my strength.” This is something I have learned during my time at YWAM Louisville. There were so many times when I was broken down inside, whether from my past or due to other struggles. I found myself running to God so often–for comfort, peace, rest and refuge from the lies…
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