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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Her destination was Anywhere Else, USA. Truthfully if she could she would leave this good ole USA. Leave behind the responsibilities, the decisions, the work-around-the-clock world. Head held high with eyes blurred by tears un-shed, she stumbled and skinned … Continue reading