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To the ones who paved my way to heaven.
To the ones who paved my way to heaven. To the Pastor’s wife who brought groceries and diapers to my (then) single mother. I wish I could tell you how that single act of kindness changed the course of our lives. My parents, my siblings and I, our spouses, and the FOURTEEN children that we’ve added, are all serving the Lord today as a result of your act of obedience. We continue to spread the love that you extended to us. You did not toil in vain. To the Pastor who delivered sermon after sermon on God’s love, grace, and forgiveness and who ultimately delivered the sermon that led me…
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Faithful With Little
Last night, I sat in our Wednesday night class at church, listening intently. Praying that God would use something that was said to speak to my weary heart. (I have been in a bit of a dry season spiritually, and I was thirsty for a word from the Lord.) As I listened to our teacher speak about having a heart of obedience, and how to prevent spiritual boredom, my mind began to drift. Am I obedient to God? Like, truly obedient? If so, how is it that I still feel “bored”. Why do I feel like the calling God has placed on my life is still so far away. Why…
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We had a birthday party for our baby.
Birthdays for a kid with divorced parents can be awesome! Two sets of parents = double the presents, double the parties, and double the cake! I mean, if the kid plays their cards right, they can get everything on their wish list. Why wouldn’t they love it? But for some reason our sweet daughter had different plans this year. Several months ago our girl came home and said, “My daddy is having a birthday party for me at his house, and I want all of my family to come. Even you Mommy.” Ummm…. excuse me? Did I hear you correctly? You want me, your bonus dad , your bonus sister,…
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