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New Life In ChristAfter everything, he stood here surrounded by an emotion so powerful he seemed able to float on the currents of it as it wound its way among the throng. Other men, women, children, and teenagers who had been redeemed. There was an absence of color and yet they were immersed in it. Everything he had once only understood in fragments were now made clear to him. His mind had been opened. For the first time, he was truly seeing. Truly hearing.New Life In Christ
In this place there was no fear, no danger, no sorrow. Even though he is surrounded by people and can feel their presence, it is almost as if he and Jesus are completely alone.
Jes
by *KabieBaby
The Three MissionariesThe Missionary's DrawingThe Three Missionaries
His eyes are lingering on the bloodstained floor and he wonders just how much of it is left inside him. He should be afraid. In fact, it's what his captors want -- but he is holding fast to his faith. They demand him to refuse his Father's name. It infuriates them so for them to see him take strength in something they do not understand. Because, really, we most fear the things we cannot grasp. It's the unknown that scares a small child when he says there may or may not be a monster beneath his bed or hiding in the darkness. Not that there is one: That there may be. He can see the uncertainty in these men'
by *KabieBaby
Lost SoulHis faith was strong, but he needed constant proof to keep it that way. Usually, this was simple. As a missionary, he saw that proof every day of his life while out teaching the children, visiting with the elderly, helping the adults rebuild their homes. His faith received a painful jolt about the same time the wind was knocked out of him from a brutal kick to the stomach and he received a painful knock in the teeth from the butt of a gun.Lost Soul
Spitting out blood and trying to regain enough air in his lungs to function properly took too much time for him to be able to protect himself. His wrists were bound together so tightly with rop
by *KabieBaby
Good And Faithful ServantHe was the youngest of the three missionaries. It was his first time striking out alone and he'd been pleasantly surprised to meet the older two men. When they'd been captured on the road, they'd been seperated and tossed into separate cells. Though he was frightened, he surrendered the situation to God. It was the strongest test on his faith he'd encountered thus far. They'd taken his Bible from him, burned it inches from his face while they crushed his body into the dirt and gravel. Dust in his eyes and sand in his mouth, he wept openly at the sight. He had to keep reminding himself that the men didn't know. How could they? They'd been raisGood And Faithful Servant
by *KabieBaby
The Missionary's DrawingHis eyes are lingering on the bloodstained floor and he wonders just how much of it is left inside him. He should be afraid. In fact, it's what his captors want -- but he is holding fast to his faith. They demand him to refuse his Father's name. It infuriates them so for them to see him take strength in something they do not understand. Because, really, we most fear the things we cannot grasp. It's the unknown that scares a small child when he says there may or may not be a monster beneath his bed or hiding in the darkness. Not that there is one: That there may be. He can see the uncertainty in these men's eyes: There may be a God hiding someThe Missionary's Drawing
by *KabieBaby
Sonya - My Beautiful FriendJacob reminds me so much of Kevin that I literally make myself sick thinking about it. Jacob, though, is far more...alive.Sonya - My Beautiful Friend
But both of them are made of energy. It buzzes through Jacob's veins like an electric current, a lightning storm, and I can barely keep up with him. Maybe I don't want to. If I went along for the ride, I might be pulled in way over my head. It's more fun anyway to know that he's soaring. Better yet -- with God, he won't crash.
...well...figuratively, anyway.
I keep replaying the motorcycle wreck over and over in my mind -- if Kevin hadn't given me his helmet, I'd be dead. Seems like
by *KabieBaby
Sonya - Conflicted BlissBut as bad as I am, I'm proud of the fact that I'm worse than I seem. -Ani DiFranco ~ "Grey"Sonya - Conflicted Bliss
Feather pillows are the only pillows worth having. I didn't fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, but I did make the decision my home would have hundreds of these fine creations inside.
I've never been invited into a house before where it felt like home. I mean, there's a difference between Mrs. Mist's house and the one I once lived in. Just because you call a place 'home' doesn't mean it feels that way. It's simply a label. Like, "This is my daughter." Maybe she doesn't always feel like your daughter -- that's
by *KabieBaby
Sonya - Purgatory?It's funny to miss a place you never even liked -- to call it home when it was hell. Memories are clinging to the fibers in the carpet, pasted between the wall and the wallpaper, and in the ghosts of fingerprints on the glass panes of a bedroom window. You crave the overwhelming smell of Downey on your clothes, your pillow that smells of vanilla perfume and honeysuckle shampoo, even the disgusting litter boxes are something you miss.Sonya - Purgatory?
It's the happy memories I miss. Not the 3am arguments or the hours of cleaning a house that was already spotless. The memories of Gina and I dancing in the driveway by moonlight, of Kevin laughing at
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