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The Rose Garden
As a Project manager, what do you do when the project spills outside the plan?
The Sellout
Does betrayal hurt on it’s own or because of the betrayer’s relationship with you?
Counting Your Steps [2]
“But I did not mean to hurt anyone” is a common enough contrite saying we hear
of shame & shape-shifting
"I will give you double for your shame" Isaiah 61:7a I always see this promise of God as being spoken to women The gender more receptive to shame. Shame for things done to her Shame for things done by her Shame for the same things a man preens over A woman is naturally a receptacle hardwired with lots of receptors. Whatever is poured into her spreads and multiplies geometrically. Even if she denies it. Those receptor cells in her unfortunately become inhibitors too in the case of shame. A woman is conditioned to second-guess herself. Also to blame or despise herself for
Counting Your Steps
“Spite, dissonance, allure, confusion or simply trying to gain the parents attention? why do church children stray?
THE RACE AGAINST DEATH
“come on in” Adisa groaned as the knock on his door persisted. It had roused him earlier but as he
Counting Your Steps [2]
“But I did not mean to hurt anyone” is a common enough contrite saying we hear
of shame & shape-shifting
"I will give you double for your shame" Isaiah 61:7a I always see this promise of God as being spoken to women The gender more receptive to shame. Shame for things done to her Shame for things done by her Shame for the same things a man preens over A woman is naturally a receptacle hardwired with lots of receptors. Whatever is poured into her spreads and multiplies geometrically. Even if she denies it. Those receptor cells in her unfortunately become inhibitors too in the case of shame. A woman is conditioned to second-guess herself. Also to blame or despise herself for
Counting Your Steps
“Spite, dissonance, allure, confusion or simply trying to gain the parents attention? why do church children stray?
THE RACE AGAINST DEATH
“come on in” Adisa groaned as the knock on his door persisted. It had roused him earlier but as he