My daughter’s hand-held gaming system is lost. And yours probably is, too. I don’t mean we can’t find it. I mean it doesn’t know Jesus. Now before you half of you send me emails…
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“I can’t find the thing,” I spat into the phone. “Which thing?” my husband questioned me. “The thing. The thing! The thing that tightens the car seat!” My patience thin, I shouted into the…
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“Ms. Hatcher, we’d like to present you with these cross necklaces as a token of our appreciation.” I stared at the two necklaces in my hand delicately wrapped in a sheet of copy paper,…
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We had traveled from Georgia to California just to eat at McDonald’s. “Mom, I’m so thirsty,” I managed to squeak out between parched lips. I thought I was going to die. I’d heard of…
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Faith walked in the door with her arms crossed, and I knew there was a problem. “How was the second day of first grade?” I asked. “Well, we can only have our water bottles…