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doubleposted a picture there by mistake, sorry about that

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I never formally decided on anything in terms of posting schedule here but an emergent pattern has manifested that I feel bad if I don't post a good post every other day

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Do you know the gospel, Randy?

Philippians 4:4–7 (ESV): Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice. 5 Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; 6 do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. 7 And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

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I’m sorry about your dog, Randy. :(

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she was very old

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I wonder if you have to be angry in your dreams because you can’t, or won’t, show anger in your reality. Anger is not the same as rage… anger, in modern times, gets an ill-deserved bad reputation. Anger actually facilitates mature assertive communication. Anger allows us to respond to boundary violations, to set limits- these actions are important. These actions actually create/reinforce a stronger sense of identity, of who you are. That is quite different from rage; rage is only destructive. Rage only destroys. You might know your rage, Randy, but do you know your anger? You have much to be angry about.

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RT

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you don't understand, I was raised in a culture where feeling emotions is considered rude

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I can relate, man. A problem within those cultures is that someday the kids grow up and deviate from the script.

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love u bro

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You would enjoy Jesse Bullington’s novels, particularly “The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart”

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It's okay to do nothing. Saving up energy to one day live a life of prosperity is good on its own.

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I think the best book I've read on guilt to date has to be Till We Have Faces, by C.S. Lewis. It's the last novel he wrote -- the most mature of them and one of the best, second only to Perelandra imo. Really gripping depiction of how guilt takes up residence in even our best, most pure intentions toward others and corrupts the love we have for them.

I'll keep you in my prayers, Randy.

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Protestant…..

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