the broken way.

What does surrender look like and can I truly live a surrendered life if I do not embrace death? I’ll admit this is quite a heavy question to open with, and one that we often avoid in our pursuit of comfort. But I’ve been thinking about what it means to surrender my life – every …

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o, you of little faith.

I am one of those people who feels like they have been in the church for a looong time. Though I can’t clearly remember the Setswana hymns I used to hear being sung, I remember going to church with my grandmother as a little girl. I also remember being in Sunday school and learning all …

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