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Open Arms
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Open Arms Running through the shadows, a whisper in the dark Every misstep echoing, leaving its bitter mark They spoke of rules and failings, a debt I couldn't pay Their judging eyes like arrows, chasing me away I felt t

A Sanctuary of Welcome: Cultivating Redemptive Hospitality

Hospitality, as revealed in Scripture, is far more than a social gesture; it is a vital spiritual discipline deeply woven into God's redemptive plan for us. We find that embracing the stranger and God's messenger directly invites divine intervention and life-altering encounters, transforming our spaces into crucibles of His life.

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A Sanctuary of Welcome: Cultivating Redemptive Hospitality 2 Kings 4:9-10 • Titus 1:8

Grace for All
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Grace for All Ashamed to ask for mighty men, for horses and for shield We told them of Your gracious hand, our God upon the field But in my heart, I knew the truth, a sinner, weak and frail Like Paul, I cried, "I am the

Outstretched Hands
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Outstretched Hands Rushing through the market square, another voice calls out my name A fleeting glance, a hurried prayer, try to avoid the gaze of shame "Go in peace, stay warm, be fed," my hollow words echo in air Whil

God Has Drawn Near
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God Has Drawn Near When shadows lengthen, and the burdens press so low, My very spirit whispers, "Lord, don't let Your presence go!" Like ancient hearts that yearned, beneath a heavy hand, For closeness just beyond their

In Your Embrace
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In Your Embrace The sun is setting on my pride There is no place for me to hide The "great matters" I leave behind In the quiet, Your peace I find I used to cry for what I lacked But now I’m leaning on Your back. Like a

Sour to Sweet
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Sour to Sweet I looked around at the easy life They had the gold, I had the knife Twisting inside, cutting me deep Robbing my joy, stealing my sleep. My heart was sour, fermenting within A piercing grief, a secret sin.

The Weeping Savior: A Sober Call to Our Hearts

Our Lord, even amidst triumphant shouts, wept not for Jerusalem's earthly plight, but because the city tragically missed the "things that make for peace" and the very "time of its visitation"—His presence offering grace. This, dear friends, is a poignant call for us to open our hearts, lest we too, chasing fleeting comforts, neglect the true peace of His spiritual kingdom and miss the precious moment of His knocking.

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The Weeping Savior: A Sober Call to Our Hearts Ah, dear friends, what a scene unfolded upon the Mount of Olives! The air alive with hosannas, cloaks strewn upon the path, and disciples, with hearts afire, proclaiming our Lord as King!