“The world writes obituaries.  Heaven keeps a book of witnesses.”

Quickthorn took a moment at a nearby gallery with the 182.2’s word #89. “The masterpiece isn’t the absence of fire. It’s what the Craftsman produces through it.”

Quickthorn upped their game with the 182.2’s word #87.2.

Quickthorn turned its eyes to the Son with the 182.2’s word #88. “Normally praise changes the one receiving it. With God… He doesn’t become greater. We do.”

Quickthorn forgot to put up yesterday’s song with the 182.2’s word #87. “Lord, redefine what qualifies as valuable.”

“When the ocean’s flood comes for the mountains, every fortress learns it was only sand.”

Quickthorn quickly grabbed a thorn for the 182.2’s word #85. “Without the Author, every chapter ends too soon.”

Am I the same person in every context?

Quickthorn learned a heavier style for the 182.2’s word #82. “Because Galatians 5 calls patience a fruit of the Spirit, not a personality trait.”

Quickthorn glimpsed a dance too lofty with the 182.2’s word #81. “A galaxy and a prison chain are not in the same weight class for us. For Him, they’re both beneath His fingers.”