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  Say this slow…   God I need you.   I’ve learned that it is completely and utterly okay to state the mere fact the your faith is fragile, and you are longing for your Heavenly Father to give you life.   It must become a learned behavior to admit you are broken, and admit
  Alex Hitchens said it best, “No game. No guile. No girl.” Hitch hit the big screen and inspired men to raise their game and get the girl. However, fast-forward to 2018, and we’re stuck in a junior high montage of fearful men and confused women. I’ve seen too many male friends struggle to break
  Seems like entrepreneurship and ambition have to go hand-in-hand in today’s world. I’ve always had trouble with that. I just don’t agree with it. Maybe I’m splitting hairs or I just had a different dictionary growing up. But I think entrepreneurship is fun. It’s supposed to be fun, challenging, full of failure with some
    In today’s modern world, it can be hard to keep up with your family. It’s common for Christians to feel as though they’re disconnected from their family members. But things don’t need to be this way. There are a few simple methods that you can use to strengthen the bonds between you and
    Whether it be in ministry, personal relationships, or the workforce, there are probably quite a few people you pass by everyday that you would really benefit from getting to know. These are people that, for whatever reason, have some type of disability. However, they are every bit as much (if not more so,
    Java and I have been in a long-term relationship ever since I could talk. Ok. Maybe you haven’t noticed, but I have an obsession with coffee. Yes. I admit it. Coffee shops are my kryptonite. I try to evade the sweet scent of intoxication, but I can’t resist – I can’t pass by
    Bullets ricocheted off of each locker – each pelt of the metal echoed across the crowded hallways. Each scream, each whisper, each plea for mercy echoed within that small space. We can turn the channel. We can turn a blind eye. However, we can’t stop the questions – we can’t stop the gnawing
    The aroma of organic coffee beans, fresh hair gel and musky cologne waft through the air and beckon me to step into the modern amphitheater. The lights grow dim and the crowds push forward, yet the volunteers stand their ground like sentinels at their post – no one blinks and no one moves.
    “Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip.” Welcome to the incessant sound that invades my space and challenges my senses. It won’t stop. Regardless of how many times I’ve examined the cup or peered at the lid, this monolithic drip continues to challenge my patience and peace. Why? What is wrong with this Starbuck’s cup? THEN,
  As I clicked “Send,” I said a quick prayer and waited for their response. I need this meeting. I need this client. I need this opportunity. I REALLY need a nap. It seemed like hours and THEN, I heard it –  the beautiful sound of victory – “You’ve got mail.” I know what you