Fear vs Promises

It seems that there is something growing from the depths of our hearts, as we see the tragedies and horrors that fill up news headlines. We watch as newscasters tally up the deaths in real time, we watch as sons and daughters are killed. Death, it seems, is not on holiday. And Fear, she grows in our hearts like a weed that is choking our joy. But Fear has no right to our hearts.

The Great Search


I remember the rush of determination I got when I started going geocaching (basically, an outdoor treasure hunt). Running through the bushes, looking under rocks, climbing through the trees, I was determined to find the treasure, even if that meant getting stuck by thorns and spending hours looking in the dirt. I wanted it. And I knew I was capable of finding it, because my dad would tell me I was.

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