new wine
VERSE 1: In the crushing In the pressing You are making new wine In the soil I now surrender You are breaking new ground PRE-CHORUS: So I yield to You and to Your careful hand When I trust You I don’t need to understand -- "New Wine"
VERSE 1: In the crushing In the pressing You are making new wine In the soil I now surrender You are breaking new ground PRE-CHORUS: So I yield to You and to Your careful hand When I trust You I don’t need to understand -- "New Wine"
What is it about story telling? What is it about living? What is it about anything at all! I don't mean to sound dramatic, but that's all I seem to be able to muster up any time that I write. I don't ever want
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this lyric "i was tossed in the water, but i never went under" kept looping in my mind today. i woke up at 7am, had breakfast, and watched a message. i'll see if i end up doing a wrap-up of the week's messages and
God is good! look, i was on a high yesterday. i felt so proud of myself for what i thought i had accomplished. and then today. it wasn't anything bad per-se. but i woke up again in the middle of the night. my dad woke me up at
breaking out of yesterday! i can't even try to lie to you right now, this week started out roughly. i mean, you saw it; you felt it. i'm not even really sure how to locate the root of it, but i have a sneaking suspicion that
i don't want to be a bad person. i don't want to be a liar. and here's an excuse or me avoiding confronting myself and my behaviors, i guess. i met someone a few years back and at the time i had an unhealthy
when's the last time you were at the end of your rope? i keep getting a bit frustrated with myself because i feel like i keep writing only about how i feel down or confused or lost or whatever. the thing is i really am doing great. i
i used to think people were crazy or maybe just disingenuous or delusional when they talked about Jesus. but look at me now. and i wouldn’t put it past me to have gotten myself into some sort of rabbit hole, but truly i do believe this is the life
a sentence a day. today wasn’t perfect, but it was perfect. if i sit here and think about all the ways today could have been better, i’m sure i could come up with so much. but today i woke up! my family was able to see another day.