It’s almost like a wrestling match. Both opponents know what they stand for, fighting tooth and nail to bring…
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loving the poor
Time.
It claims its fame from being an objective Constant. But its pliant, yielding nature, often fools me to believe it…
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Missing Shoes.
When both our running shoes disappeared from our front porch, we were certain someone had stolen them. Just the night…
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God-Chaser.
*Story and photo published with permission. “I didn’t even have a fork.” Looking at her gregarious nature and…
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Pressing Forward.
The day we left our first home in June 2014 for the unknown in Africa, we left with a mix…
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A Blip in Eternity.
At 2am in the morning, under the blanket of a starry African sky, I felt pushed past the point of…
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