Steak for the Soul
Cameron Cruce
Tree in the Desert
There was once a dying branch in a desert, it's roots barely planted in the sand, surrounded by nothing but endless miles of scorching winds and blistering heat. Then one day heaven saw fit to part it's clouds and rain down upon that branch. Soaking in every lingering drop the branch suddenly sprang to life, growing into a tall tree who's arms reached out into the vast emptiness around it, casting a cool shade across the desert sands. Birds soon flocked to it's branches, nesting within the lush comfort of it's leaves, lost travelers stumbled from miles around to collapse...
Cameron Cruce
Simply Grow
How many more of your days will you spend wishing to revisit the past, pumping the brakes on the future and completely missing out on the present? Life's maze of meaning is a graveyard of brilliant minds who have spoiled their splendor chasing after someone else's worth. Stop comparing yourself to who someone else is today and start comparing yourself to who you were yesterday. Then even the slightest growth is the greatest success. You'll never hold the future, you'll never change the past, but you'll forever own the moment... and it's who you are in the moment that defines...
Cameron Cruce
Take Hold Again
In this very moment there is fear within you, fear draped over you. Uncertainty of what is to come. But to you who read this now, take heart. For the plan of what is to come is so brilliant it could only be given by God. And through what is to come God will sanctify His people. Return us from our darkness to Him. Now is not the time to fear, but a time to pray. To pray for this Nation, to pray for this people. This blessed and beautiful people of multitudes, nations and tongues. In this moment, take...
Cameron Cruce
Along Comes Sludge
Every day you allow yourself to care about someone else's opinion of you is a day you stay bound by the very chains they wish to put upon you. For if freedom is the absence of chains, then one chain is one chain too many to truly be free. Simply put, a single worry of how the world views you is the equivalent of slavery. You are bound. You are a captive. Not to the world's view of you, because it has no real power over you, but to your own thoughts, and it's in those thoughts that the most beautiful pieces of you are stripped away. Until...
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