It was my fourth semester of Old Testament. I sat in the second row, forth desk inside a room covered from floor to ceiling with painted maps of the nations of Israel, Abraham’s journeys, the Exodus, and many other pertinent Old Testament happenings. But that week the maps didn’t distract … Read More >>
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On the day I buried my husband, my pastor gave me a picture that revolutionized the way I see life.
He compared life to a tapestry. He explained that here on earth we can only see the back side of the tapestry, with frayed clumps of string dangling and imperfect stitches all … Read More >>
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