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When Joy Is Hard to Find

When Joy Is Hard to Find

For much of my life, the word ‘joy’ hung ever before me. Taunting me like a dangling carrot I could never grasp. Others seemed to have it already, but I didn’t know if I ever would. Joy seemed foreign. Exclusive. Most definitely, joy seemed elusive. As I’ve wrestled...
Lift Your Head and Hold His Hand

Lift Your Head and Hold His Hand

The lyrics of Meredith Andrews song resonate in my head. Lift up your head and throw off every chain Lift up your eyes to the one who doesn’t change Lift up your hands, their broken he will mend Lift up your head My hands lifted again, in praise, in thanks, in...