Don't let the hurt of today blind you to the hope of tomorrow. Disappointment ushers in a new … - Lysa TerKeurst

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I have a little gypsy palace here in New York. It's all mirrors, and I have my own garden. It's so secluded - the closest thing to a caravan I could find!

Lysa TerKeurst

Don't let the hurt of today blind you to the hope of tomorrow. Disappointment ushers in a new appointment.

Blind, Disappointment, Hurt, Today, Ushers

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I want to honor Jesus with the things I say and the things I choose not to say. Lord, help us all be so careful with sharing opinions as if they are truth.

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The decisions we make dictate the schedules we keep. The schedules we keep determine the lives we live. The lives we live determine how we spend our souls. So, this isn't just about finding time. This is about honoring God with the time we have.

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Chase God's heart today. Christianity has got to be more than a label, a lingo, and a lifestyle.

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Just because something is hard doesn’t mean it’s impossible.

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God is using all of your experiences, both good and bad, to develop your character to match your calling.

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