I once heard an old farmer talk about his seeds.  As he described them I was entranced with the romantic tone with which he breathed.  When he spoke, he did not describe their features, nor their cost, but rather their potential.  He warned of sacriicing their bounty through temporal consumption for the satisfaction of ones [...]

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I will also reveal one of our greatest travel secrets right now. You will notice no bathroom breaks – thats because we have a travel potty – the sides of our van are often pretty disgusting from emptying contents (liquid only) at 70 mph – but I’d rather hit a carwash the day after our arrival than stop every five minutes to deal with nature.

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Momentum dies in my life when I allow people, circumstances, or my past to author my life instead of embracing my responsibility to prayerfully decide my direction.

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