Look at me, not for my body or for your pleasure. Look at me, not for my figure, but to figure out who I am beyond this vessel. Look at me through my windows, the endless depths of my eyes, unveiling the reality of my character. Look at me, to appreciate the vessel God made. … Continue reading Look At Me
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Burning Alive
Picture what a living sacrifice would look like, probably not still or conscious. But constantly wriggling and squirming on the alter. Maybe the problem with living sacrifices or even being a living sacrifice is that we keep jumping off the alter. Sometimes I leap down shocked that God has really ignited that fire, knowing fully … Continue reading Burning Alive
