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As Gracious as God

I remember when I was still single.  I was quite bitter back then, and very angry!  Mostly because of the inequality I saw between the sexes in matters of the heart, and largely due to the atrocities I’d heard and seen men get away with.  I was hardened […]

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We Need Each Other

I need my husband.  I knew that before I married him.  I knew myself well. After enough failed relationships and a heart still soft and desirous of love, I knew I needed someone who knew how to love me.  Who knows how to be affectionate and sincere.  I […]

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Pursue, Provide and Protect

I usually write for the ladies… Today, I want to write for the gents. I usually write from personal experience, but today, I’m writing from an understanding of a husband’s duty to his wife and family. We owe it to feminism for the blurred roles in the family. […]

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What Was I Thinking?

(This post has been revised) While musing on a discussion I had with one of my readers today, I remembered my past, and how hard it was to hear and obey God in the midst of my own strong desire and passions.  I wanted to please God, but […]

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The Queen That I Am

I heard of a queen, whose palace was set on a hill, and adorned with jewels. Though surrounded by much wealth, she was discontent and desired elaborate displays of her riches and the receipt of expensive gifts. It was the king’s job to satisfy her appetite. And this […]

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YOUR LOVE HAS CALLED MY NAME, WHAT DO I HAVE TO FEAR?

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"broken crayons still colours"

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Vinz Poetry

#Poetry, (Poems written by Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu)

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Being Moody is harder than being moody. IG: gwnfan Twitter: BenMoodysince07

Alexandra Zion

...where the pen, the soul and the lips connect.

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Dating from a gentleman's point of view in Philadelphia. Stories from his life and those around him.

Practical Theology Blog

Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path. (Psalm 119:105)

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Tales of whimsy, humour and courgettes