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Dream Maker or Dream Breaker?

As I sit in my living room on my over-sized yellow chair, the baby is napping, the house is quiet and my walls seem to fade into the background… I am now sitting in the middle of my bed, legs crossed, indian style, like when you’re a kid… because I am 14. The walls inContinue reading “Dream Maker or Dream Breaker?”

“We are immorta…

“We are immortal until our work is done.” – George Whitefield

How I Met My Husband… (Part 3)

Previously: “During this year, I did not see Charlie at all. Church conferences came and went like the seasons and he was not there. His memory disappearing like leaves in an autumn wind. I had to move on. With no way of contacting him and nearly a year passing without seeing his face, I hadContinue reading “How I Met My Husband… (Part 3)”

How I Met My Husband… (Part 2)

So where was I? Oh yeah, buddies. That first year of Bible College we spent as friends. But my first year was Charlie’s second. So in a 2 year school I had a limited amount of time. I would purposely find him in the coffee shop between classes, or “bump” into him in the hallContinue reading “How I Met My Husband… (Part 2)”