My eyes were glued to the television. The house was dark and quiet with the exception of my husband’s snores and an occasional rumble of thunder in the distance. The storm was coming. I…
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If you dig down enough, the tender spots are still there. Betrayal runs deep. “Every time I call, her mom says she can’t come to the phone,” I shared with my own mother, confused.…
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If you dig down enough, the tender spots are still there. Betrayal runs deep. “Every time I call, her mom says she can’t come to the phone,” I shared with my own mother, confused.…
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Do you have on your armor? Join me at The Presidential Prayer Team to read my devotion there today. Click HERE. ***I will remind you again – this link is only good for my…
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I treat my Bible like the salad bar at Denny’s. No, I don’t load it up with cucumber slivers and bacon bits. The thought of blue cheese drizzling over the gold-edged pages, pooling on…