I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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YOU’LL BE A MAN OF GOD SOME DAY, part two
His little sister was my granddaughter who shared visitation time with her daddy at my house. So I would see Matt occasionally after he became a teenager. We sat in the car talking one time. He had a daughter by … Continue reading
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