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My arms weakly, slowly lifted my body to an upright position. I sat, swaying back and forth on my unmade bed. I brought my hand to my...

Someone asked if I was willing to trust God, despite being let down by others. I sat and contemplated. I wish it was an easy "yes" for...

Oh, I'm running to your arms, I'm running to your arms. The riches of your love will always be enough. Nothing compares to your embrace....

Lately, I keep entering conversations about love and romance and God. For college-aged girls, I feel that there is a necessary balance of...