Too many people, I think, throw pearls before pigs.
So much trampling.
So much pain.
So much bludgeoning.
So unnecessary.
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I am a Follower in hell, and I have no interest in false, hollow or elementary cooings about Jesus. This is not a blog for diaper wearers or the spiritually sensitive. For those who wish to be goochy-gooed about Jesus, there are plenty of those types of blogs elsewhere in pattycake cyberworld.
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I have been thinking about this a lot lately. I have experienced much of this in my life. I share with someone something incredible that God has said or shown me and I get a smile and a nod. Now, of course, I expect this if I tell a non believer, but I have also had this sameexperience when I share with someone who is intimate with Jesus After years of sharing my intimate God moments with others and feeling deflated, I have finally learned that my relationship with God is sacred, intimate and private. No one else can understand it. I liken it to trying to explain my intimacy with my husband to someone. It just can not be explained. It even seems to cheapen it to share it. I really think God desires to have an intimacy like that with each of us. So deep, so personal, so intimate, that we almost blush when we think of sharing it.
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