Quickthorn danced a jig to the 182.2’s word #113. “God doesn’t erase our humanity; He weaves it into His greater song until our once-fragmented theme finally finds its harmony in His.”

Quickthorn heard something from the 182.2’s word #112. “Tune me until I become part of the music You’re already singing.”

“The only explanation being I am worth more than I know.”

Quickthorn saw the world through different eyes with the 182.2’s word #110. “The prudent person doesn’t simply make better choices; he sees greater value.”

“The rescue wasn’t the destination. You were.”

“You are Heaven’s exact testimony, every detail verified.”

Quickthorn is rocking out on the 182.2’s word #107. “I particularly like that Pilgrimage allows your five movements—prayer → intercession → fasting → giving → alignment—to feel like stages of a spiritual journey.”

We all transmit something.  The fear is not transmitting something eternal.

Quickthorn recomputes last March with the 182.2’s word #105. “The glory days are still ahead.”

Quickthorn takes another step with the 182.2’s word #104. “Because a heartbeat means it’s living, moving, serving, suffering, rejoicing, and loving in the ordinary rhythms of life.”