Standing Strong
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THAT AIN’T WORTH A HILL OF BEANS! My roots go down deep into the sandy clay soil of Northwest Louisiana, and the Piney Woods of East Texas. I was cornbread-fed, and sunburned-red, always “barefooted as a yard dog” through the whole summer. As kids, we would gather with the adults in the cool of the…
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YOU’RE NOT ALONE! Recently , I was praying for the people of our home church. From all outward appearances, we are a healthy, church family, well-cared for, happy, and full of love. So I was surprised when I began to sense that something wasn’t quite right. As I prayed, Holy Spirit began to show me…
His Heart, My Home 