His battlefield (happy Easter)

Take A Walk!

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Overwhelmed by the weight we eagerly place on our shoulders every day, and consumed by life’s glimpses of love- I fall back into my seat and remember that’s not how it’s supposed to be. The breadth of my arms is not wide enough for the enemy’s antics, nor is my back strong enough to endure its’ rage. These hands of mine are too fragile for miracles, and my feet won’t last a night of the cold ground. We have this exhausting sense of power over the wrecked things of this world that we often fall in defeat because we are too prideful to ask for help.

The beautiful, undeserving fact is that it is not us who endure the vile we proclaim to handle. Let me explain. Close your eyes for me and picture every evil, hateful, sinful thing that you have ever experienced, done yourself, or witnessed and place…

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