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TiAja's Blog · 4M ago

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TiAja's Blog · 1Y ago

A Thousand Words— to us!

Her tears were not those of an expecting mother. Her tears were those of a grieving widow. And when the baby Jesus heard his mother’s cry amidst the pangs of birth, he asked God the Father to lift him up so he might release her from her pain… and at that very moment his head pressed forth into the n
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

A personal invitation to Follower’s of TiAja’s Blog

Hi everyone. If you are currently following TiAja’s blog but have not received your personal invite to follow the new blog for 2010 consider this as your formal invitation. If you have already received and accepted your invite please ignore this portion of the message. I am sincerely praying and fas
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

New Blog site for 2k10!

Dearly beloved, Thank you for taking the time to read and distribute my blog to others in 2009.  It was my humble attempt to share thoughts, to stimulate conversation, to inspire a thirst for the inner journey, but more importantly it was a small glimpse into the heart of God — how He views us [...]
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

“Where the Two Worlds Touch…”

Ten years have passed without your involvement. Ten years have passed without your voice being heard. Ten years have come and gone like a breeze with secrets to tell you. Where will you be ten years from now? Are you where you said you would be ten years ago? And what do you really want?
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

A Thousand Words— to us!

Her tears were not those of an expecting mother. Her tears were those of a grieving widow. And when the baby Jesus heard his mother’s cry amidst the pangs of birth, he asked God the Father to lift him up so he might release her from her pain… and at that very moment his head pressed forth into the n
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

Can’t We Walk Instead?

The shepherds stood entranced for nothing in their life experiences had prepared them for this. And they wondered in unison why God would "waste" such a moment, such a glorious announcement on simple shepherds, on such uneducated men? Yet in spite of their consternation they became willing vessels.
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

Six Hands At An Open Door!

Then they worshiped him and offered him gold, frankincense, and myrrh. And as they returned to their palaces (their kingdoms still clutching other gods) they prayed that every Soul mount the stairs and turn the handle on the door of immeasurable peace from the one who was birthed into the cold night
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

The Feeling In the Dream Was Joyous!

And where Joseph was blocking his healing or full empowerment or the full experience of love and joy, God showed him his wounds and removed its sting and replaced it with the experience of beauty, the abundance, the power and the joy that is His wish for all mankind.
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TiAja's Blog · 2Y ago

Raining Tears on His Feet!

Jesus looked into her swollen eyes, her make-up smeared face of mud and perfume, into all her sorrows, all her failures, all her mistakes, and exchanged them all . . . All of her hurt for humility, all of her labels for love, all her pain for His peace.
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