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Welcome to the Streams of Comfort Blog! We are a Christian-based writing community that hopes to provide comfort through various creative streams. Each month we will have a topic that inspires our posts. Posts will include various types of writing, from poetry to short stories, and more. New posts will be available every Friday morning!…
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I have recently had a couple of family members pass away. This poem is an expression of how grief has affected me and the hope of eternal life I have as a christ follower. If you are dealing with any form of loss I pray that you will find some comfort in these words. And…
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This poem was borne of a faulty curtain. There’s one small segment that does not get covered by the curtain no matter how many times I shift it. It’s been that way for years. This month is about exploring permanence. Though it feels as though my curtain will be permanently crooked, I know that’s not…
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Permanence, according to the Merriam-Webster dictionary, means “the quality or state of being permanent”. Permanent means “continuing or enduring without fundamental or marked change”. The idea of permanence is interesting because I have often wondered if anything in life could be permanent. I still haven’t come across anything that can be physically permanent. The sturdiest…
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In this poem I explore how God’s power does not always work the way we want it to. As I think through this reality, I hope that you will also think through the implications of God’s power in your life. I don’t know what the power of God is supposed to look like.I used to…
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I’ve been wrestling with my thoughts this month on what God’s power is. How does God’s power work and what does it require of us? In the Bible there are multiple instances where weakness and the power of God is mentioned. I want to invite you into my thoughts these next two posts, as I…
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No.He stood and left the shop. Vowing never to return. She could not do this again and expect to have a different outcome. Life doesn’t work that way.He walked past the door and could not hear if this shop had a doorbell. Not that it mattered. He wasn’t the type of person to run when…
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The last time he had seen that shade of auburn hair, it was raining. In Central Park.He looked the same too. Several years later felt more like an instant. Now, it was like he was expecting the rain drops again. Something to help with the terrible sense of déjà vu he felt.The woman with the…
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It is now April, and our topic of the month is power! Power can encompass both strength and beauty, along with pain and heartache. We are very interested in exploring the different ways that power affects our bodies, minds, and reality. Traversing through the different facets and motivations of power, taking into consideration how it…
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“Let’s start a revolution,”I say with vigor,“We can reform this land.”“You must be mad,” the general responds,His pickaxe gleaming in the sunlight like armor,As we gaze at the battle plans it took all night for us to draw up.“What did we stay up all night for,”And when I do not immediately respond he states,“To win,…
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