serve
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S is for Serve
(This post is the fourth in a series. Recently, my mentor/counselor/friend suggested I create an acrostic from the letters of my name as a way of claiming my God-given identity.) I hear it when we sit down to eat at… Continue reading
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DANG!
When my cheeks first began to sting, we were at the exact halfway point of the walk. Prudence told me it was time to turn around and head back. (And yes, prudence and I do talk occasionally). But at the… Continue reading