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We are Pounding On the Door, Lord!

Oh God, we have been there before, Knocking gently on heaven’s door—But now we’re in desperation and despair. Please look out again and find us there!

It Was the Moon That Woke Me Up

My prayer continues. I lift my head. I look up beyond the moon, beyond the stars with my heart reaching further than my hands could ever stretch.

Stay with God

I’m a pretty adaptable person. I mean, I’ve lived sleeping my nights on a futon in a tiny room in Mexico for two months with Calvin.

Door of Hope!

“Listen to what I speak! Remember the unfailing love of the Mighty One of Israel! The Messiah will come to rescue his people!”