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Karen Souter

I Am Not Self-Made  

I am not self-made. I am not self-sent. I did not chase this fire It found me in the silence where no one else went.  Before I could speak, He whispered my name. Before I could run, He

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It’s not about Mary 

Let’s set the record straight. MARY was not chosen because she was perfect, she was chosen because God is.  There is nowhere in Scripture that says Mary was sinless. In fact,

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Love at First Sight… Is It Real? 

I’ve heard the words “I love you” from men who barely knew me. No history. No deep talks. No shared memories. Just eyes meeting mine, and words falling from their

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The Mother Who Loved Her Illness

Judy was known for her ailments. She spoke of them the way some people spoke of their grandchildren…often, and with pride. Every phone call, every visit, carried a catalogue of

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The Secret Life of Micah and Grace 

Micah and Grace had been together for nearly three years. They sat in the front pew every Sunday, hands clasped during worship, heads bowed during prayer. To the congregation, they

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To My Parents My First Intercessors 

There are no words strong enough, no language rich enough, to fully contain what my heart feels when I think of you both, now.  In a world drowning in self, in sin, in

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When The Covenant Bed Grows Cold

Sometimes the greatest act of faith isn’t staying, it’s releasing what God has already released you from. This is a raw and biblical reflection on broken covenant, divorce, and what

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Let Me Show You How a Woman Leaves

Maggie had never been the type to melt easily, not even when the words were sweet or the attention consistent, and definitely not after years of filtering through charm that

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She’s Not Here

The night her daughter Olivia died, the world changed. Her car crashed when a sheet of rainfall glassed in reflection on the highway pavement distorted her vision. She was seventeen,

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