Dear God,

This morning I need you, like Toddling A needs Mickey Mouse, but in a more therapeutic fashion. I'm searching.   And if you're asking "what are you searching for?" then join the club. I don't know. In the past two years my relationship with You has strengthened like a body builder on 'roids.  It's awesome.  I have a LONG way to go I know, but I'm miles past where I used to be. I don't really have an accurate count for You, but I've read handfuls of life giving, spirit growing books along with reading chronologically...

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One crafty, shady dude

A question was recently brought up in a small group I attend, and it's had me reeling and searching for answers ever since.   A fellow groupie asked "Can Satan hear our thoughts?" Instinctively my answer was a resounding OF COURSE!  We've all battled those negative, depressing, want to sleep til tomorrow thoughts.  That has to be Satan, right? But then, the more I broke it down and the more I talked through it, the more I became to understand that he actually cannot. Then how the h-e-double hockey...

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