May 17th, 2011
I remember the time of fearlessness fondly. But in truth, the naivete’ of younger years should not be confused with courage. It is only courage when we know the cost of failure. It is only faith when there is the potential for doubt. And it can only be won when we have to fight for it.

The Scent of Water. Grace for Every Kind of Broken.

By, Naomi Zacharias.

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May 2nd, 2011

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When you grow up, your heart dies.
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