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Why is it always so hard to answer when opportunity knocks? Why would we rather pursue the mundane familiarity of the comfortable assuming it is secure instead of the exciting potential of the unknown? Why do we naturally assume risk means failure? Or is it just me?
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- brother_barabbas
- Eldorado, Ohio, United States
- Who am I? It has nothing to do with who I am! I am the one in whom dwells no good thing. I am as the grass of the field, here one day and ground into flour the next. I am the disciple who Jesus loved! Why, not because of who I am, but because of what HE's done! It has everything to do with what HE's done! He sealed my pardon with His blood! He bought me back from the slave auction, by giving His life. He's done it all! He continually intercedes on my behalf to the Father!
Brains I Pick
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