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A Community Affair | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | June 8, 2009

I remember the first time someone asked me, “So what has God been teaching you lately?”

Osmosis: It Just Ain't Gonna Happen | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | January 12, 2009

It would be easier to read the book about frogs, but you’d only end up with secondhand knowledge. You’d never have a personal encounter with a frog.

Leaves of Promise | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | July 23, 2010

Last summer I faced one of those painful seasons when a loved one fell to temptation at great personal cost.

The Wonder of the Incarnation | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | December 23, 2011

The One who never sleeps became tired. The Creator of the oceans of water became thirsty.

Inspired By the Crowd | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | February 2, 2010

It humbles me -- when I consider these men and women who smiled at a death that held no power over them and who longed for the Messiah from afar.

Ruled by Peace and Rooted in Joy | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | November 24, 2011

When I'm tempted to wander through a wilderness of fear, deception, despair, and self-centered thinking, my Psalm 46 "faith marker" directs me back on track.

Two Kinds of Desires | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | September 15, 2011

What kind of desires are you fueling?

I'd Never Tell God "No" . . . Would I? | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | June 13, 2011

I’ve known something for a while now that has had me really scared, and it’s this: I’m terrified of sharing the Gospel with unbelievers.

Steel Cut Oatmeal | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | September 5, 2011

Now, if you're like me, you've never heard about steel cut oatmeal, and probably don't know what's so special about it . . .

Lessons from a mountain home | Revive Our Hearts Blog

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blog post | January 3, 2011

My anticipation grew as I ascended the winding Georgia road. I was en route to a mountain home that was marked by southern hospitality and indescribable beauty.