I received an email recently from a young lady. The first thing I noticed was the photo she had attached. It was an inspirational journal I had made and given out to several teenage girls. She mentioned that I had given it to her over five years ago and she’d…
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Eight years ago I wrote a book. It was the result of two years of work. I laughed and cried as I wrote and sometimes stopped writing for months at a time because I couldn’t handle it emotionally. The book started out as a notebook full of memories that I…
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8-9 God called again, “Samuel!”—the third time! Yet again Samuel got up and went to Eli, “Yes? I heard you call me. Here I am.” That’s when it dawned on Eli that God was calling the boy. So Eli directed Samuel, “Go back and lie down. If the voice calls…
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I was looking through notes that had written years ago about something I was quite passionate about. I had detailed notes and plans about how I was going to get it done. Somewhere along the way I got discouraged and put it aside. It’s not that I lost my passion…
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I have a fear of needles. In fact, there’s a part of me that would rather remain ill than to have an injection. It’s silly I know but nevertheless, it’s true. I remember a few years ago when I had to receive an injection. I squeezed my eyes tightly closed…
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