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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The soldier had been on the bus six hours when the girl sat beside him. “Where you going?” he asked. “To college,” she replied. Time was long; they chatted the forty miles to her destination. Driver called, “Unload for twenty … Continue reading