Crossing over into a tragic land
Today we fly to the Dominican Republic, and the next day we drive over the mountains, across the border, by the lake, and into Haiti, a land where t...
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Today we fly to the Dominican Republic, and the next day we drive over the mountains, across the border, by the lake, and into Haiti, a land where t...
I'm getting ready for our trip to Haiti tomorrow. My life is on fast-forward. God is doing something there and we're colliding with it, but I'm not re...
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Have you ever been in the midst of something that God was doing - watching it unfold almost in slow motion? You want to hold your breath, because your...
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Em Griffin was one of my favorite professors in college, but he said something that caused me a lot of heartache. Karen had a boyfriend for four years...
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